there he lies at the last. The deathbed convert. The pious debauchee. Could not dance half a measure, could I? Give me wine, I'd drain the dregs and toss the empty bottle at the world. Show me our Lord Jesus in agony, and I mount the cross and steal his nails for my own palms. There I go, shuffling from the world, my dribble fresh upon a Bible. I look upon a pinhead... and I see angels dancing. Well? Do you like me now? Do you like me now? Do you like me now? Do you like me... now? * Christe Eleison * O Domine Deus * Dona nobis pacem * O Domine Deus * Dona nobis pacem * O Domine Deus * Dona nobis pacem * O Domine Deus * Dona nobis pacem ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Девять с половиной недель на английском - текст Пять вечеров на английском - текст Звёздный путь: Гнев Хана на английском - текст Американские граффити на английском - текст Дети Солнца на английском |