Текст песни Sing Sing (The Bones of J.R. Jones) с переводом

Sing, sing, won’t you sing for me?

Beast in your belly, you’ve got to let it breathe

Sing, oh, sing for me

Beast in your belly, lord, you’ve got to let it breathe

Breathe for me…

And wash, you better wash your hands

Grab the soap, use your frying pan

Cause you’ve been digging down, burying dead

Grass grows tall on the things that you wish that you’d forget

And better clean, oh clean your plate

Mama’s been slavin' in the kitchen all day

Make sure to wipe the filth from your shoes

No one ‘round here wants to know what you’ve been up to

Down down in a hole in the ground

There are ghosts that never can be found

Home home home is in the ground

You’re only waiting at the end of the road

And nothing’s better than blood on blood

I promise brother, you are safe with us

There’s no telling what tomorrow will bring

We all have our devils and oh, you’ve got to let them sing

Sing, oh, sing for me

Beast in your belly, you’ve got to let it breathe

Sing, oh, sing for me

Beast in your belly, lord, you’ve got to let it sing

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