Текст песни In'shallah (The Reverend John DeLore) с переводом

I cut my sweet tooth in a city where there is no orchard on a hill.

Where the undertaker kicks a stone down the street,

I guess even death has lost its thrill

And the boys grow up to be Marlboro men

If they live by the sword but they die by the pen

And the girls grow up to be billboard bitches

They leave home in silk but come back in stitches

Hello American Midwest Jesus on the crosswalk

Stop drop and rock and roll.

Good evening London calling in sick

You think your slick with your Picadilly circus.

Now you’re standing in the prairie with your local dignitary

And he’s shaking his verbal fist.

It seems he made it to a ripe old age

Without ever having been kissed.

In’shallah / God willing this is killing us.

Hey Judy come and give us a kiss.

In’shallah / Broken hearted the waters parted

And the sea received my eucharist.

Hello American Midwest Jesus on the crosswalk

Stop drop and rock and roll.

Good evening London calling in sick

You think your slick with your Picadilly circus.

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