Текст (слова) песни: Frank Black And The Catholics - I Gotta Move

I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta me me off the face
Like Peter Radiator
I heard that he got bashed
Yeah, he got sainted
You know it wasn`t for the cash
I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta get me off the face
He told me
In heaven
That every
Everything is fine
Yeah, that would make a good movie
Yeah, that would make a good record
I gotta move
I gotta break
I gotta move
I gotta get me cross the lake
And then he stopped to say
Before he went down
This is the worst place in the sun
I gotta move
I had a taste
I gotta move
I gotta get me off the face
There was a Jack who coiffed it
He came from my home town
He was a prophet
Some kids they put him in the ground
Got coffee
Got donuts
Got wasted
Erased head
And what do they say?
He`s not afraid of the present tense
And talking back is a bad defense
I gotta move
I gotta break
I gotta move
I gotta get me cross the lake
I gotta move (4x)
And then he stopped to say
Before he went down
This is the worst place in the sun
I gotta move (5x)

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