Текст песни The Wake of the Medusa (Demo) - The Pogues
                                                The 
                                                guests 
                                                are 
                                                stood 
                                                in 
                                                silence
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                stare 
                                                and 
                                                drink 
                                                their 
                                                wine
 
                                    
                                
                                                On 
                                                the 
                                                wall 
                                                the 
                                                canvas 
                                                hangs
 
                                    
                                
                                                Frozen 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                time
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                marvel 
                                                at 
                                                the 
                                                beauty
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                horror 
                                                and 
                                                despair
 
                                    
                                
                                                At 
                                                the 
                                                wake 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                Medusa
 
                                    
                                
                                                No 
                                                one 
                                                shed 
                                                    a 
                                                tear
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                my 
                                                friends 
                                                and 
                                                listen
 
                                    
                                
                                                Put 
                                                your 
                                                glasses 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Sit 
                                                my 
                                                friends 
                                                and 
                                                listen
 
                                    
                                
                                                To 
                                                the 
                                                voices 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                drowned
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                the 
                                                moonlight′s 
                                                ghostly 
                                                glow
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                waken 
                                                in 
                                                    a 
                                                dream
 
                                    
                                
                                                Once 
                                                more 
                                                upon 
                                                that 
                                                raft 
                                                    I 
                                                stand
 
                                    
                                
                                                Upon 
                                                    a 
                                                raging 
                                                sea
 
                                    
                                
                                                In 
                                                my 
                                                ears 
                                                the 
                                                moans 
                                                and 
                                                screams
 
                                    
                                
                                                Of 
                                                the 
                                                dying 
                                                ring
 
                                    
                                
                                                Somewhere 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                darkness
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                siren 
                                                softly 
                                                sings
 
                                    
                                
                                                Out 
                                                there 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                waves 
                                                she 
                                                stands
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                smiling 
                                                there 
                                                she 
                                                calls
 
                                    
                                
                                                As 
                                                the 
                                                lightning 
                                                cracks 
                                                the 
                                                sky
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                wind 
                                                begins 
                                                to 
                                                howl
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                architects 
                                                of 
                                                our 
                                                doom
 
                                    
                                
                                                Around 
                                                their 
                                                tables 
                                                sit
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                in 
                                                their 
                                                thrones 
                                                of 
                                                power
 
                                    
                                
                                                Condemn 
                                                those 
                                                they've 
                                                cast 
                                                adrift
 
                                    
                                
                                                Echoes 
                                                down 
                                                the 
                                                city 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Their 
                                                harpies 
                                                laughter 
                                                rings
 
                                    
                                
                                                Waiting 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                curtain 
                                                call
 
                                    
                                
                                                Oblivious 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                wings
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                casket 
                                                is 
                                                empty
 
                                    
                                
                                                Abandon 
                                                ye 
                                                all 
                                                hope
 
                                    
                                
                                                They 
                                                ran 
                                                off 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                money
 
                                    
                                
                                                And 
                                                left 
                                                us 
                                                with 
                                                the 
                                                rope
 
                                    
                                
                            1 The Kerry Polka
2 Night Train To Lorca - Demo
3 Boat Train - Demo
4 If I Should Fall From Grace With God - 12" Single Remix
5 Japan - Live in Tokyo
6 The Mistle Thrush - Outtake From The Peace And Love Album Recording Sessions
7 Nicaragua Libré - Outtake [From the If I Should Fall From Grace WIth God recording sessions]
8 Streets Of Sorrow - Demo
9 Shanne Bradley - Demo
10 Lullaby Of London - Demo
11 Battle March - Demo
12 If I Should Fall From Grace With God - BBC Janice Long Show October 10th 1986
13 Turkish Song Of The Damned - BBC Janice Long Show October 10th 1986
14 Victoria
15 Lust For Vomit
16 Moving To Moldova - Demo
17 The Girl From The Wadi-Hammamat - Demo
18 Murder - Version 1
19 Johnny Was - 17/11/1989 soundcheck, Gothenburg, Sweden.
20 Maidrín Rua - Outtake From Hell's Ditch Album Recording Sessions
21 Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah - 12" Single Remix
22 Murder - Version 2
23 Aisling - Outtake From Hell's Ditch Album Recording Sessions
24 The Black Dogs Ditch - Outtake From The Hell's Ditch Album Recording Sessions
25 Call My Name - Outtake From Pogue Mahone Album Recording Sessions
26 The Rake At The Gates Of Hell - BBC Janice Long Show October 10th 1986
27 When The Ship Comes In - Demo
28 Young Ned Of The Hill - Dub Version
29 Afro-Cuban Be-Bop - From the movie I Hired A Contract Killer
30 The Last Of McGee - Outtake from Hell's Ditch album sessions
31 Greenland Whale Fisheries - Demo
32 North Sea Holes
33 The Travelling People - Rehearsal Recording
34 Danny Boy - BBC John Peel Show December 4th 1984
35 Hot Asphalt
36 Do You Believe In Magic? - Poguetry in Motion EP Sessions Rough Mix
37 The Donegal Express / The Hen and the Cock are in Carrickmacross - Rehearsal Recording
38 Eve Of Destruction - Outtake from The Hells Ditch album sessions
39 Rince Del Emplacada
40 The Auld Triangle - BBC John Peel Show April 10th 1984
41 Connemara, Let's Go! (Aka Down In The Ground Where The Dead Men Go) - Demo
42 Junk Theme - From the soundtrack album of Sid And Nancy
43 Boys From The County Hell - BBC David 'Kid' Jensen Show June 21st 1984
44 Love Theme From Sid And Nancy - Outtake from the Sid And Nancy soundtrack recordings
45 The Aria
46 Driving Through The City
47 Something Wild
48 The Town That Never Sleeps
49 Sally Maclennane - BBC John Peel Show December 4th 1984
50 Goodnight Irene - Live at the Town and Country, London. March 1988
51 The Parting Glass / Lord Santry's Fairest Daughter - Live at Brixton Academy London 21 or 22 December 2001
52 Sound Of The City Night
53 Who Said Romance Is Dead?
54 The Sun And The Moon - Demo
55 Afro-Cuban Be-Bop - Single Version
56 Garbo (Aka In And Out) - From the movie and soundtrack release of Garbo
57 Haunted - 1986 Demo
58 The Rocky Road to Dublin
59 Living In a World Without Her (Demo)
60 Boys from the County Hell
61 Nw3
62 Four O'Clock in the Morning
63 The Star of the County Down (Live At Brixton Academy 21st or 22nd December 2001)
64 White City (Live At Brixton Academy 21st or 22nd December 2001)
65 Maggie May
66 Haunted (From the Movie and Soundtrack Album Sid and Nancy)
67 My Baby's Gone (Demo)
68 Waxies Dargle (Live In Sweden)
69 Repeal of the Licensing Laws (Demo)
70 Dark Streets of London (Demo)
71 Streams of Whiskey (Demo)
72 Poor Paddy On the Railway (BBC David 'Kid' Jensen Show June 21st 1984)
73 Sea Shanty (Demo)
74 Transmetropolitan (Demo)
75 Kitty (Demo)
76 Billy's Bones (BBC Janice Long Show July 3rd 1985)
77 The Old Main Drag (BBC Janice Long Show July 3rd 1985)
78 Rainy Night In Soho (Oboe Version)
79 Fairytale of New York (Extract from 1st Demo)
80 Fairytale of New York (Extract from 2nd Demo)
81 Fairytale of New York (Extract from 3rd Demo)
82 Navigator (Live In Sweden)
83 Sally Maclennane (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
84 A Pair of Brown Eyes (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
85 Kitty (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
86 Maggie May (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
87 Dirty Old Town (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
88 The Sickbed of Cuchulainn (Live At Glasgow Barrowlands)
89 Fiesta
90 Johnny Come Lately (From the Album Copperhead Road)
91 Got a Lot of Livin' to Do (NME Multi-artist Charity Compilation, The Last Temptation of Elvis)
92 The Wake of the Medusa (Demo)
93 Johnny Come Lately (Live 1989)
94 Miss Otis Regrets / Just One of Those Things (From the Red Hot and Blue Multi-artist Album)
95 All the Tears That I Cried (From the Cd Single 'My Affair')
96 The One and Only (From the Album 'Electric Landlady')
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