Текст песни Top Level Joy - Liz Lawrence
And
if
you
can
feel
the
cold
on
your
ankles
and
shiver
Then
you
might
be
delivered
From
this
walnut
state
Tinned
soup
hibernate
Don't
you
go
swimming
at
high
tide
Wait
'til
the
sand
stretches
wide
Then
that's
time,
that's
time
If
you
can
lie
with
a
child
on
your
chest
Turning
the
earth
of
your
heart
Then
that's
a
start,
that's
a
start
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
Sorrow
has
a
season
That
runaway
train
shows
up
on
my
birthdays
Despair
has
no
ceiling
And
yours
still
breaks
my
heart
Joan
of
Arc,
Joan
of
Arc
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
If
you
can
shape
and
you
bend
If
you
can
shape
and
you
bend
Then
you're
on
the
mend
Oh,
you're
on
the
mend
And
when
the
time
is
right
Gently
prise
and
gently
prise
Then
fight,
fight,
fight
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
And
the
elevator's
goin'
up
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
Hit
the
high
striker
Top-level
joy,
top-level
joy,
top-level
joy
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