Текст песни Days of the Years - The Felice Brothers
                                                Leaving 
                                                my 
                                                coat 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                Greyhound 
                                                station
 
                                    
                                
                                                Raising 
                                                my 
                                                arms 
                                                in 
                                                supplication
 
                                    
                                
                                                Making 
                                                some 
                                                money, 
                                                spending 
                                                some 
                                                money
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drinking 
                                                Pepsi, 
                                                just 
                                                walking 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                Making 
                                                people 
                                                hate 
                                                me, 
                                                making 
                                                people 
                                                laugh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Fear 
                                                of 
                                                drowning 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                shallow 
                                                bath
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feeling 
                                                under-dressed 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                cold 
                                                midwest
 
                                    
                                
                                                Kissing 
                                                my 
                                                grandmother 
                                                goodbye
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                the 
                                                crocuses 
                                                bloom 
                                                and 
                                                fade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Easter 
                                                bunny 
                                                from 
                                                an 
                                                old 
                                                parade
 
                                    
                                
                                                Exchanging 
                                                pleasantries 
                                                under 
                                                pleasant 
                                                trees
 
                                    
                                
                                                Over 
                                                griefs 
                                                and 
                                                apéritifs
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                American 
                                                summer 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                    a 
                                                breeze
 
                                    
                                
                                                Buck-tooth 
                                                girls 
                                                in 
                                                skin-tight 
                                                jeans
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                crooning 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                open 
                                                West
 
                                    
                                
                                                Meeting 
                                                my 
                                                baby 
                                                at 
                                                    a 
                                                greasy 
                                                spoon
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sitting 
                                                alone 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Rembrandt 
                                                room
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                shade 
                                                where 
                                                lilies 
                                                weep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Under 
                                                clouds 
                                                of 
                                                marzipan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Walking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark 
                                                of 
                                                monument 
                                                valley
 
                                    
                                
                                                Stray 
                                                cats 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                narrow 
                                                alley 
                                                The 
                                                song 
                                                was 
                                                weird 
                                                but 
                                                still 
                                                they 
                                                cheered 
                                                it's 
                                                scrambled 
                                                eggs 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                solitaire 
                                                weill 
                                                these 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                Mopping 
                                                up 
                                                gore 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                butcher's 
                                                floor
 
                                    
                                
                                                Feeling 
                                                clean 
                                                as 
                                                    a 
                                                new 
                                                drug 
                                                store
 
                                    
                                
                                                Singing 
                                                loud 
                                                idiotic 
                                                songs
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                blue 
                                                blue 
                                                mountains 
                                                walking 
                                                along
 
                                    
                                
                                                Night-long 
                                                drives 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                wild 
                                                edges
 
                                    
                                
                                                Apparitions 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                neighbor's 
                                                hedges
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sinus 
                                                drips 
                                                and 
                                                Battleship
 
                                    
                                
                                                Putting 
                                                ashes 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                rushing 
                                                stream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                    a 
                                                city 
                                                turn 
                                                into 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                in 
                                                water 
                                                up 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                knee
 
                                    
                                
                                                Missing 
                                                my 
                                                stop 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                city 
                                                bus
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                land 
                                                of 
                                                propaganda
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                Watching 
                                                birds 
                                                on 
                                                    a 
                                                drowsy 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sittin' 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                dark 
                                                of 
                                                    a 
                                                family 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                Funeral 
                                                flowers 
                                                and 
                                                paperwork
 
                                    
                                
                                                Drowning 
                                                my 
                                                dreams 
                                                in 
                                                mountain 
                                                streams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Standing 
                                                tall 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                cap 
                                                and 
                                                gown
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                    a 
                                                house 
                                                that's 
                                                since 
                                                torn 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                It's 
                                                summer 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                Catskills 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Leisure 
                                                classes 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                mountain 
                                                passes
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                jaws 
                                                of 
                                                life 
                                                and 
                                                the 
                                                jaws 
                                                of 
                                                death
 
                                    
                                
                                                Hearing 
                                                secrets 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                dying 
                                                breath
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                four-door 
                                                sedan
 
                                    
                                
                                                Down 
                                                the 
                                                road 
                                                to 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
                                
                                                These 
                                                are 
                                                the 
                                                days 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                my 
                                                life
 
                                    
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