Текст песни Passion Play (The Story Of Jesus And Zachius...The Little Tax Collector) - Joni Mitchell
                                                Magdalene 
                                                is 
                                                trembling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Like 
                                                    a 
                                                washing 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                line
 
                                    
                                
                                                Trembling 
                                                and 
                                                gleaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                before 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                man 
                                                so 
                                                kind
 
                                    
                                
                                                Never 
                                                so 
                                                redeeming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                Exxon 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                radiation 
                                                rose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Ecstasy, 
                                                now 
                                                you 
                                                tell 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                the 
                                                dirty 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                slaves 
                                                are 
                                                free?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                am 
                                                up 
                                                    a 
                                                sycamore
 
                                    
                                
                                                Looking 
                                                through 
                                                the 
                                                leaves
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                sinner 
                                                of 
                                                some 
                                                position
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                can 
                                                this 
                                                heart 
                                                healer 
                                                be?
 
                                    
                                
                                                This 
                                                magical 
                                                physician
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                Exxon 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                radiation 
                                                rose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Misery, 
                                                you 
                                                tell 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                the 
                                                dirty 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                slaves 
                                                are 
                                                free?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                walking 
                                                wounded
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                this 
                                                diver 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                kingdom 
                                                come
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Oh, 
                                                climb 
                                                down, 
                                                climb 
                                                down", 
                                                he 
                                                says 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                From 
                                                the 
                                                middle 
                                                of 
                                                unrest
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                think 
                                                is 
                                                light 
                                                is 
                                                Squandered
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                he 
                                                sees 
                                                    a 
                                                stray 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wilderness
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    I 
                                                see 
                                                how 
                                                far 
                                                I've 
                                                wandered
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                Exxon 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                radiation 
                                                rose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Apathy, 
                                                you 
                                                tell 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                the 
                                                dirty 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                slaves 
                                                are 
                                                free?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                walking 
                                                wounded
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                come 
                                                to 
                                                this 
                                                diver 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                heart
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                Thy 
                                                kingdom 
                                                come, 
                                                thy 
                                                will 
                                                be 
                                                done
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oh, 
                                                all 
                                                around 
                                                the 
                                                Marketplace
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                buzzing 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                flies
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                buzzing 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                stinging
 
                                    
                                
                                                Divinely 
                                                barren 
                                                and 
                                                wickedly 
                                                wise
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                killer 
                                                nails 
                                                are 
                                                ringing
 
                                    
                                
                                                Enter 
                                                the 
                                                multitudes
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                Exxon 
                                                blue
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                radiation 
                                                rose
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tragedy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Now 
                                                you 
                                                tell 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Who 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get 
                                                to 
                                                do 
                                                the 
                                                dirty 
                                                work
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                all 
                                                the 
                                                slaves 
                                                are 
                                                free?
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                                                (Who're 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                get?)
 
                                    
                                
                            1 The Reoccurring Dream
2 The Windfall (Everything for Nothing)
3 Slouching Towards Bethlehem
4 Dog Eat Dog (Album Edit)
5 Fiction
6 The Beat of Black Wings
7 No Apologies
8 Sex Kills
9 The Three Great Stimulants
10 Lakota
11 Ethiopia (Album Edit)
12 Cool Water
13 Tax Free
14 The Magdalene Laundries
15 Passion Play (The Story Of Jesus And Zachius...The Little Tax Collector)
16 Impossible Dreamer
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