Penny Dreadful — текст песни (Elvenking)

Forgive me if I`m out of order -
This new `music` has no soul
It may be good for making money,
Sadly that is not my goal
Integrity and honesty are words that you don`t understand,
but you`re the best - it says so in the penny dreadful in your hand

I saw you in a magazine,
They`re calling you messiah
They must be living in a dream -
they couldn`t be more wrong

If we`d played this riff more punk
Then maybe we`d have had a million seller
But this piper`s tune is not for sale,
I`m glad to say I`m not that kind of fella
D.J.s, V.J.s, pimps and trollops,
Never mind music - this is bollocks

I saw you in a magazine,
They`re calling you messiah
They must be living in a dream -
They couldn`t be more wrong.

Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out
Turn on, tune up, cash in, sell out
Stand your ground behind the times -
And refuse to follow fashion
Write your poetry with anger,
And then sing it with a passion
Painted faces in a circus - images that spring to mind,
When I read my penny dreadful filled with pictures of your kind

I saw you in a magazine,
They`re calling you messiah
They must be living in a dream -
They couldn`t be more wrong

Commercial suicide`s appealing after
Ten years on this losing streak
`Cause I`d rather be called sour and bitter
Than be deemed the flavour of the weak
Of the weak, of the weak
Weak of the weak

I saw you in a magazine,
They`re calling you messiah
They must be living in a dream -
They couldn`t be more wrong

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I saw you in a magazine,
They`re calling you messiah
They must be living in a dream -
They couldn`t be more wrong