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Текст (слова) песни: Kirsty Maccoll - Quietly Alone
Theres an old ... coming on my new tv
So I go out for a quiet drink
But it costs a packet and its such a racket
That I cant hear myself think
Theres a microchip one armed bandit with a screw loose
A stripper in the corner with a face like thunder
A terrible band playing "johnny b goode"
So Id rather go home and stay quietly alone
I get up in the morning with the radio on
I do my makeup and I go to look for work
Somebody tells me that the jobs just gone
And Ive been replaced by some computer jerk
I would talk to my boyfriend but I never can
cos a space invader stole my man
Theres a dreadful playing "johnny b goode"
So Id rather go home and stay quietly alone
Trying to keep my sanity is hard to do
Living like a hermit all alone
Find an occupation that wont deafen me
My sense of realitys gone
My temperature is getting higher and higher
And Im shaking in my jeans
cos I get so angry when Im shut in
With one of those machines
I would talk to my boyfriend but I never can
cos a space invader stole my man
And the synthesizers playing "johnny b goode"
Then Id rather go home and stay quietly alone
Quietly alone
Quietly alone
Quietly alone
Quietly alone
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