Текст песни Vanishing Girl (Psonic Psunspot version) - XTC
                                                Someone's 
                                                knocking 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                distance
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                I'm 
                                                deaf 
                                                and 
                                                blind
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                not 
                                                expected 
                                                home 
                                                this 
                                                evening
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                    I 
                                                leave 
                                                the 
                                                world 
                                                behind
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                vanishing 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                vanishing 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes 
                                                she'd 
                                                give 
                                                you 
                                                    a 
                                                twirl
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                she 
                                                vanishes 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                So 
                                                burn 
                                                my 
                                                letters 
                                                and 
                                                you'd 
                                                better 
                                                leave
 
                                    
                                
                                                Just 
                                                one 
                                                pint 
                                                    a 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                whole 
                                                street's 
                                                talking 
                                                about 
                                                my
 
                                    
                                
                                                White 
                                                shirts 
                                                looking 
                                                so 
                                                grey
 
                                    
                                
                                                People 
                                                gossip 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                doorstep
 
                                    
                                
                                                Think 
                                                they 
                                                know 
                                                the 
                                                score
 
                                    
                                
                                                She's 
                                                giving 
                                                him 
                                                the 
                                                runaround
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                man 
                                                from 
                                                number 
                                                four
 
                                    
                                
                                                Has 
                                                    a 
                                                vanishing 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                                                    A 
                                                vanishing 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes 
                                                she'd 
                                                give 
                                                you 
                                                    a 
                                                twirl
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                she 
                                                vanishes 
                                                from 
                                                my 
                                                world
 
                                    
                                
                                                Yes 
                                                the 
                                                paint 
                                                is 
                                                peeling 
                                                and 
                                                my
 
                                    
                                
                                                Garden 
                                                is 
                                                overgrown
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                got 
                                                no 
                                                enthusiasm 
                                                to 
                                                even 
                                                answer 
                                                the 
                                                phone
 
                                    
                                
                                                When 
                                                she's 
                                                here 
                                                it 
                                                makes 
                                                up 
                                                for 
                                                the 
                                                time 
                                                she's
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                and 
                                                it's 
                                                all 
                                                forgotten
 
                                    
                                
                                                But 
                                                when 
                                                she 
                                                goes 
                                                I'm 
                                                putting 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                pose 
                                                for
 
                                    
                                
                                                The 
                                                vanishing 
                                                girl
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Fireball XL5/Fireball Dub ('White Music' Out-Take)
2 Spinning Top (live)
3 Traffic Light Rock (live)
4 Radios in Motion (White Music version)
5 Heatwave MKII Deluxe ('White Music' Out-Take)
6 This Is Pop? (single version)
7 Are You Receiving Me? (Go 2 outtake)
8 Things Fall To Bits ('Go 2' Out-Take)
9 Us Being Us ('Go 2' Out-Take)
10 Life Begins at the Hop (first recording, unused)
11 Making Plans for Nigel (demo from Swindon Town Hall)
12 Ten Feet Tall (Drums and Wires version)
13 Wanking Man
14 Meccanik Dancing (Oh We Go!) (live)
15 Atom Medley: Into the Atom Age / Hang On to the Night / Neon Shuffle (live)
16 Life Begins at the Hop (unused U.S. single recording)
17 Real by Reel (unused single recording)
18 When You’re Near Me I Have Difficulty (unused single recording)
19 Helicopter (unused single recording)
20 No Language in Our Lungs (Black Sea version)
21 Sgt. Rock (Is Going to Help Me) (Black Sea version)
22 Paper and Iron (Notes and Coins) (live)
23 Crowded Room (live)
24 Senses Working Overtime (Early Work Tape)
25 Snowman (live)
26 Ball and Chain (unused single recording)
27 Shaving Brush Boogie
28 Fly on the Wall (English Settlement version)
29 Yacht Dance (live)
30 Jason and the Argonauts (English Settlement version)
31 Ladybird (Mummer version)
32 The Everyday Story of Smalltown (Big Express version)
33 Let’s Make a Den (home demo)
34 Brainiac’s Daughter (Psonic Psunspot version)
35 Vanishing Girl (Psonic Psunspot version)
36 Terrorism (home demo)
37 Find the Fox (home demo)
38 Season Cycle (Skylarking version)
39 The Troubles (home demo)
40 Mayor of Simpleton (early work tape)
41 Chalkhills and Children (Oranges & Lemons version)
42 The Ballad of Peter Pumpkinhead (early home demo)
43 Omnibus (Nonsuch version)
44 Bungalow (Nonsuch version)
45 Didn't Hurt a Bit ('Nonsuch' Out-Take)
46 Books Are Burning (live)
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