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Hey
in
the
pouring
rain
When
the
smell
of
terror
brings
a
thousand
eyes
The
red
men
come
again
They
kill
my
children
and
they
kill
my
wife
And
then
they
leave
me
bleeding
Family
dead,
just
freaking
out
bleeding
Stoned
in
the
gutter
Empty
of
my
colour
I′m
fried,
fried,
ticking
in
the
side
Body
twitched
from
side
to
side
I'm
fried,
fried,
ticking
in
the
side
Body
twitched
from
side
to
side
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
You′ve
got
to
run
for
an
hour
and
you're
still
not
done
You've
got
to
run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
Away,
away,
away,
away,
away
Hey
in
the
ice
and
snow
When
the
call
up
sounds
to
the
real
in
deed
But
do
you
really
wanna
know
How
we
rode
into
freedom
on
whimsy
and
greed?
And
they
said
your
time
is
over
I
don′t
see
any
gallant
calls
I
don′t
see
an
inch
of
reflex
'Cept
to
leave
me
bleeding
Bleeding,
bleeding,
bleeding
I′m
fried,
fried,
ticking
in
the
side
Body
twitched
from
side
to
side
I'm
fried,
fried,
ticking
in
the
side
Body
twitched
from
side
to
side
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
You′ve
got
to
run
for
an
hour
and
you're
still
not
done
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
Away,
away,
away
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
You′ve
got
to
run
for
an
hour
and
you're
still
not
done
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
Away,
away,
away,
away,
away
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
You've
got
to
run
for
an
hour
and
you′re
still
not
done
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
Away,
away,
away
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
You′ve
got
to
run
for
an
hour
and
you're
still
not
done
Run,
run,
Reynard,
run,
run,
run
Away,
away,
away,
away,
away
Reynard
left
and
went
to
Warwickshire,
to
a
mound
near
a
railway
line,
With
canals
and
a
freezing
swamp.
He
climbs
high
up
above
the
countryside
And
breathes
freely.
To
the
south
he
could
see
Polesworth,
and
to
the
North
he
could
just
make
out
the
ruins
of
the
priory
where
Joss
and
I
Played
cricket
as
children.
We
were
only
three
miles
away,
probably
drinking
Tea
and
talking,
(Have
you
heard
about
the
orphan,
sitting
by
the
coffin)
At
the
same
time
as
he
was
taking
the
stanley
knife
out
of
The
bag.
He
pushed
the
point
into
his
stomach,
(His
Father′s
not
a
sinner
no
more)
Until
the
light
shone
right
Through.
And
then
he
reached
down,
and
he
took
the
bag.
It's
a
plastic
bag
With
plastic
handles
And
plastic
sides
And
And
And
ANd
AND
HE
SPILLED
HIS
GUTS
ALL
OVER
THE
STAGE
HE
SPILLED
HIS
GUTS
ALL
OVER
THE
STAGE
Альбом
Floored Genius: The Best Of Julian Cope And The Teardrop Explodes 1979-91
дата релиза
01-01-1992
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2 Treason
3 Sleeping Gas
4 Bouncing Babies
5 Passionate Friend
6 The Great Dominions
7 The Greatness and Perfection of Love
8 An Elegant Chaos
9 Sunspots
10 Reynard the Fox
11 World Shut Your Mouth
12 Trampolene
13 Spacehopper
14 Charlotte Anne
15 China Doll
16 Out of My Mind on Dope & Speed
17 Jellypop Perky Jean
18 Beautiful Love
19 East Easy Rider
20 Safesurfer
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