Kings of Medicine -Placebo-

Твои собирали куски
(нашли там частички меня)
И в пакет, будешь там ещё до завтрашнего дня
Всё ищешь, куда бы уйти
Всё смотришь к кому бы пристать
Бедный я полагал, что мог тебе я доверять.
                И на руке подсказки
                Я понимал когда-то
                А Johnny Walker скряга
                Разрушил наши планы

Не оставляй после всего
Без карты или знака
Не оставляй, мой путевод-
ный луч. Где здесь начало?
Общаться вновь с врачами…

Твои собирали куски
(нашли там частички меня)
И на лёд. Полежишь ещё до завтрашнего дня.
Урок малышу на всю жизнь:
Обдумывай каждый свой шаг
А не как я сглупил и всё тебе я доверял
                И с языка слетали
                Слова совсем другие
                В Southern Comfort топил их…
                К полудню просыхали.

Не оставляй после всего
Без карты или знака
Не оставляй мой путевод-
ный луч. Где здесь начало?
Общаться вновь с врачами…
Вся компетентность их пропала
И времени чуть-чуть осталось

Но ты меня не оставляй
Здесь…
Не бросай…

(c) Ч.Луна



They're pickin' up pieces of me,
While they're pickin' up pieces of you.
In a bag you will be, before the day is over.
Were you looking for somewhere to be?
Or looking for someone to do?
Stupid me, to believe that I could trust in stupid you.
And on the back of my hand,
Were, directions I could understand.
Now that old buzzard Johnnie Walker,
Has gone and ruined all our plans.
Our best-made plans.

Don't leave me here, to pass through time,
Without a map, or road sign.
Don't leave me here, my guiding light,
Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin.
I asked the kings of medicine.

They're pickin' up pieces of me,
While they're pickin' up pieces of you.
Lying on ice you will be before the day is over.
It's a case in point baby,
That you never thought it through.
Stupid me, to believe I could depend on stupid you.
And on the tip of my tongue,
Were, words that always came out wrong.
Cause they were drowned in Southern Comfort,
Left to dry-out in the sun,
The noon-day sun.

Don't leave me here, to pass through time,
Without a map, or road sign.
Don't leave me here, my guiding light,
Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin.
I asked the kings of medicine,
But it seems that they've lost their powers.
Now all I'm left with it's the hour.

Don't leave me here, to pass through time,
Without a map, or road sign.
Don't leave me here, my guiding light,
Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin.
I asked the kings of medicine,
But it seems that they have lost their powers.
Now all I'm left with it's the hour.

Don't leave me here,
Don't leave me here, oh no-oh,
I wouldn't know where to begin.