Текст (слова) песни: Firewater - Whistling in the Dark
Crouching on the cool white tile SHe`s got to learn to take her medicine With a professional smile Holy vessel or a toilet bowl Puking hopes into a urinal Sun like a blowtorch Cuts through aluminum sky Just like a crippled ballerina In a pair of too-tight slacks It`s on her face, expensive tastes But no excess of ready cash She`s completely gone Oh, but you know she`ll be back
She`s living on a question mark But spending exclamation points It`s perjury right from the start She`s only whistling in the dark Evidence is thin in her defense And as the prosecution rests The jury`s out, the mood is tense They`re only whistling in the dark
So many ways the game could go Timer ticks out minutes left Until it`s going to blow She may stumble, but she won`t fall Waiting for the curtain call As history repeats in motion slow
And though her repertoire is good It`s just a faded valentine Between the hammer and the nails There lies unspoken compromise Then it strikes you Right between the eyes
Cause when tomorrow`s blown away Seems like tonight is here to stay So she just close her eyes and stumble forward Whistling in the dark Long live the queen, the queen is dead So take the crown off of her head But is that taps or reveille That she is whistling in the dark?
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