Текст (слова) песни: Jim Carroll - Catholic Boy

I was born in a pool, they made my mother stand
And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand
When I felt the light I was worse than bored
I stole the doctor`s scalpel and I slit the cord

Refrain:
I was a Catholic boy,
Redeemed through pain,
Not through joy

I was two months early they put me under glass
I screamed and cursed their children when the nurses passed
Was convicted of theft when I slipped from the womb
They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs

Repeat Refrain

They starved me for weeks, they thought they`d teach me fear
I fed on cellmates` dreams, it gave me fine ideas
When they cut me loose, the time had served me well
I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in Hell

I was a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild

I make angels dance and drop to their knees
When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed
I understand the fate of all my enemies
Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane

Repeat Refrain

I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by the choir
I dreamed of martyrs` bones hanging from a wire
I make a contribution, I get absolution
I make a resolution to purify my soul

Repeat Refrain

They can`t touch me now
I got every sacrament behind me:
I got baptism,
I got communion,
I got penance,
I got extreme unction
I`ve got confirmation
`Cause I`m a Catholic child
The blood ran red
The blood ran wild!

Now I`m a Catholic man
I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can.

Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям:

Прямая ссылка на текст песни Catholic Boy:
http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/17300.html


Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Jim Carroll - Catholic Boy I was born in a pool, they made my mother stand And I spat on that surgeon and his trembling hand When I felt the light I was worse than bored I stole the doctor`s scalpel and I slit the cord Refrain: I was a Catholic boy, Redeemed through pain, Not through joy I was two months early they put me under glass I screamed and cursed their children when the nurses passed Was convicted of theft when I slipped from the womb They led me straight from my mother to a cell in the Tombs Repeat Refrain They starved me for weeks, they thought they`d teach me fear I fed on cellmates` dreams, it gave me fine ideas When they cut me loose, the time had served me well I made allies in heaven, I made comrades in Hell I was a Catholic child The blood ran red The blood ran wild I make angels dance and drop to their knees When I enter a church the feet of statues bleed I understand the fate of all my enemies Just like Christ in the Garden of Gethsemane Repeat Refrain I watched the sweetest psalm stolen by the choir I dreamed of martyrs` bones hanging from a wire I make a contribution, I get absolution I make a resolution to purify my soul Repeat Refrain They can`t touch me now I got every sacrament behind me: I got baptism, I got communion, I got penance, I got extreme unction I`ve got confirmation `Cause I`m a Catholic child The blood ran red The blood ran wild! Now I`m a Catholic man I put my tongue to the rail whenever I can. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Catholic Boy: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/17300.html Все тексты песен: Jim Carroll » Jim Carroll - Plain Division » Jim Carroll - Voices » Jim Carroll - (No More) Luxuries » Jim Carroll - Falling Down Laughing » Jim Carroll - City Drops Into the Night » Jim Carroll - I Don`t Hear You » Jim Carroll - Catholic Boy » Jim Carroll - Hold Back the Dream » Jim Carroll - Junky Man » Jim Carroll - I Write Your Name » Jim Carroll - Black Romance » Jim Carroll - Still Life » Jim Carroll - I Want the Angel » Jim Carroll - Crimes of Passion » Jim Carroll - Day and Night » Jim Carroll - Freddy`s Store » Jim Carroll - Jody » Jim Carroll - It`s Too Late » Jim Carroll - Evangeline » Jim Carroll - Crow Рекомендуем скачать: » Евгений Осин - Дождь и я » Евгений Бабенко - Детство (I) » Екатерина Манычева - Учились летать » Евгений Клячкин - Приглашение к вальсу » Евгений Банников - Бродяга » Евгений Клячкин - Пускай ты выпита другим... » Екатерина Манычева - Трава » Ежова Ира - Вовка » Елена Фролова - По дорогам, от мороза звонким... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Былица » Евгения Козина - Ты построила свой дом... » Е.Волгина - Научись летать » Екатерина Яровая - Отец мой, ты меня недолюбил... » Евгений Романов - Ничья » Елена Фролова - Это – снова душа со своим лебединым... » Егор летов - Все идет по плану » Евгений Бабенко - Который раз разлукой маюсь я... » Ефим Ташлицкий - Я забываю русские слова... » Елена Гурфинкель - Мы опять недослушать спешим... » Евгений Романов - Короче, вечер. Почти что ночь...
© 2007-2025 «MusWorld.ru»