Текст песни Walk the Fleet Road (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings) - Editors
A
winter
wind
blows
In
from
the
North
Scratches
your
spine
Cold
like
the
forth
But
you're
a
long
way
from
home
Through
the
dark
we
tiptoe
The
hospital
looms
As
we
walk
Fleet
Road
Hold
your
tongue
Swallow
your
venom
You're
too
young
Hold
your
tongue
No
push
and
no
shove
Spit
your
verbal
mace
Hate
can
turn
to
love
Not
for
this
human
race,
oh
Hold
your
tongue
Swallow
your
venom
You're
too
young
Hold
your
tongue
Hold
your
tongue
(My
heart)
Swallow
your
venom
(Will
explode)
You're
too
young
(As
we
walk)
Hold
your
tongue
(The
Fleet
Road)

1 Frankenstein
2 Papillon
3 Munich
4 Sugar
5 Hallelujah (So Low)
6 An End Has a Start
7 Upside Down
8 Bullets
9 Ocean of Night
10 No Harm
11 Smokers Outside the Hospital Doors
12 A Ton of Love
13 Magazine
14 The Racing Rats
15 Black Gold
16 No Sound But the Wind
17 Violence (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
18 Walk the Fleet Road (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
19 Blood (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
20 Let Your Good Heart Lead You Home (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
21 Smokers Outside the Hospital Doors (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
22 Fall (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
23 Two Hearted Spider (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
24 Distance (Distance: The Acoustic Recordings)
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