Throw Your Soul Down Here — текст песни (Steve Harley)

No more selvedge, theres no more still left
No more champagne please and no more delights
No more attacks till weve buried the dead
No more magnificent testimonies, paper phonies

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Show me your colors
Show me your colors, please
Then throw your soul down here

Check out senorita, the cloth has appeared
With gold in his fingernails, tinsel in his beard
Hes preaching again and has boring us stiff
So Im off to tintagel to climb the steps with the midnight chieftain

Halloeen staff did so fanciful fly
All Men are Hungry, who said that tonight
Behold this battle goes on every day
Between all the gangs on the costume build platform, dreamland

Chorus:

(Look-)Out! dont you feel it the reds in your hair
Thats pulled down in your pocket cause you have eaten your share
Behold to distinguish the blacks from the white
Youre gonna have to open your Pandoras box here tonight, then

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