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Текст (слова) песни: Jim Caroll - Freddys Store



Im walking uptown

I hear a most peculiar sound

Like a seashell in my ear

Like the ocean was near

I go inside this store

To get my head clear

Once Im inside the air is fresh as [a lie? ]

You are greeted by a civil servant

She is dressed in beads

She jots down your needs

And casually recedes

Look around

Take the elevator down

Take it down

Once you reach downstairs

They take special care of you

You cannot believe what you see

You know guns to stop time

Laid out in a line

445s to uzi-3s

A man comes up in a uniform

He says, you were just who we were looking for

You heard the sound

Let me show you around

This place is big as some small towns

We got every gun beneath the sun

And the same for heavy munitions

We got the space to train

But we dont know youll learn

But now take the time, just look around

Look around

Feel the water rushing down

Rushing down

Refrain:

But you better get ready

If youre going to freddys

If youre going to freddys store

You can lose or win

You can sink or swim

But you dont know where or what for

But you better get ready

If youre going to freddys

If youre going to freddys store

Its not exactly hell,

Its more like bechtel

They got only one item to sell

Theres a booth for dressing

Also used for confession

Theres a jesuit on call here

Twenty-four hours a day

He can guide you to pray

To waylay your modern guilt and fear

You live by the sword, you die, etcetera

And the same goes for an m-15

But what the hell

When freddy rings that bell

Just make certain that your weapon is clean

And pointing down,

Down to the ground

Can you live in the tropics?

Can you fight on the sand?

Have you compunctions to function

In a far off land?

Can you kill a despot in an african nation?

Can you bite the pill

If the operation dont go down?

Down, if it dont go down

And theres a galley [. . . ? ]

[. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . ? ]

We dont distinguish left or ust dont ask about behind that door

You can stand on the corner

You can do the jerk

You can go to the disco

You can go berserk

But there are plenty of generals

And plenty of shahs

Who drive a coupe deville after the coup de etat

Its up to you,

You got one chance to score

Everybody gets a little piece of war

Just dont ask about behind that door

Hit the ground, get down

Its coming down

The door is coming down

Repeat refrain

 

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