Из альбома: Tree Bursts in Snow
I got your message it made me jump from my seat
My heart near missed a beat
I had to hear her voice to calm me down
We know we’ve not exactly been the best of brothers
But you ain’t got no others
We’ll have to work this out just you and we
«And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We’ll be up on our feet soon»
Take no head of those who put you on a downhil pushbike
Telling you something like
The world needs ditch diggers too
So smoke another coffin nail
Sing 'till you’re hoarse and we’ll be ther of course
To carry you on our shoulders through the streets
«And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We’ll be up on our feet soon»
So take those kid gloves off
Give the world a standing eight count
'cos here we come
«And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We’ll be up on our feet soon»
«And the only thing we ask is that you let us be alone
We’ll be up on our feet soon»