Текст песни The End of the Rainbow - Elvis Costello
                                                    I 
                                                feel 
                                                for 
                                                you, 
                                                you 
                                                little 
                                                horror
 
                                    
                                
                                                Safe 
                                                at 
                                                your 
                                                mother's 
                                                breast
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                lucky 
                                                break 
                                                for 
                                                you 
                                                around 
                                                the 
                                                corner
 
                                    
                                
                                                'Cause 
                                                your 
                                                father 
                                                is 
                                                    a 
                                                bully
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he 
                                                thinks 
                                                that 
                                                you're 
                                                    a 
                                                pest
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                your 
                                                sister 
                                                she's 
                                                no 
                                                better 
                                                than 
                                                    a 
                                                whore
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                seems 
                                                so 
                                                rosy 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cradle
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'll 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                friend 
                                                I'll 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                what's 
                                                in 
                                                store
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                rainbow
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                to 
                                                grow 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                anymore
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tycoons 
                                                and 
                                                barrow 
                                                boys 
                                                will 
                                                rob 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                throw 
                                                you 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                side
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                because 
                                                they 
                                                love 
                                                themselves 
                                                sincerely
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                the 
                                                man 
                                                holds 
                                                    a 
                                                bread 
                                                knife
 
                                    
                                
                                                Up 
                                                to 
                                                you 
                                                throat 
                                                is 
                                                four 
                                                feet 
                                                wide
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                he's 
                                                anxious 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                show 
                                                you 
                                                what 
                                                it's 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                Your 
                                                mother 
                                                works 
                                                so 
                                                hard 
                                                to 
                                                make 
                                                you 
                                                happy
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                take 
                                                    a 
                                                look 
                                                outside 
                                                the 
                                                nursery 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                rainbow
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                to 
                                                grow 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                anymore
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                sad 
                                                and 
                                                empty 
                                                faces
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                pass 
                                                you 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                All 
                                                running 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                sleep, 
                                                all 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Every 
                                                loving 
                                                handshake
 
                                    
                                
                                                Is 
                                                just 
                                                another 
                                                man 
                                                to 
                                                beat
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                your 
                                                heart 
                                                aches 
                                                just 
                                                to 
                                                cut 
                                                him 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                core
 
                                    
                                
                                                Life 
                                                seems 
                                                so 
                                                rosy 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cradle
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'll 
                                                be 
                                                    a 
                                                friend 
                                                I'll 
                                                tell 
                                                you 
                                                what's 
                                                in 
                                                store
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                rainbow
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                nothing 
                                                to 
                                                grow 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                anymore
 
                                    
                                
                            
                                Альбом
                                
Plugging the Gaps, Volume 2                                
                                
                            
                        1 Watching the Detectives (demo version)
2 Pump It Up (dance mix)
3 Everyday I Write the Book (US remix)
4 The End of the Rainbow
5 I Hope You're Happy Now (acoustic)
6 Put Your Big Toe in the Milk of Human Kindness
7 You Want Her Too
8 Adrian
9 Do You Know What I'm Saying
10 London's Brilliant
11 She Moved Through the Fair
12 More Than Rain
13 God Only Knows
14 They Didn't Believe Me
15 I Almost Had a Weakness
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