Текст песни Nick Cave And The Bad Seeds - The Moon Is In The Gutter

Текст:

The moon is in the gutter And the stars wash down the sink I am the king of the blues I scrape the clay off my shoes And weigh down the butter Gutter blues The moon blind my eyes With open cataracts As I cut through the saw mills And the stacks Leapin' over the gulley Where I would one day take Lucy Then wash up my hands In the gutter Blues Such a long way from home Just me and the moon Is in the gutter All my plans are flushed down the drain I wander lonely As the clouds over her memories And her mound Then lie down in the bitter Gutter blues

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