Texty: Placebo. Kings of Medicine.
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 Johnny Walker,
Has gone and ruined all our plans.
Our best-made plans.
Don't leave me here, to cast 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, that I could depend on stupid you.
And on the tip of my tongue,
Were, words that came out all 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 cast 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 is the hour.
Don't leave me here, to cast 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 is the hour.
Don't leave me here,
Don't leave me here, oh no-oh,
I wouldn't know where to begin.
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 Johnny Walker,
Has gone and ruined all our plans.
Our best-made plans.
Don't leave me here, to cast 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, that I could depend on stupid you.
And on the tip of my tongue,
Were, words that came out all 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 cast 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 is the hour.
Don't leave me here, to cast 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 is the hour.
Don't leave me here,
Don't leave me here, oh no-oh,
I wouldn't know where to begin.
Собрали по кусочкам меня,
Cобирали по кусочкам тебя...
Тебя сунут в мешок ещё до завтрашнего дня
Ты всё ищешь, куда тебе плыть?
И кого-то, с кем хочется быть?
Я был глуп, совсем как ты, зачем тебе я доверял?
И на руке у меня
Были словно предупреждения
Но старый сплетник Джонни Уолкер
Разрушил всё, чего я ждал
Так долго ждал
Не оставляй меня в пути,
Дай только знак, куда идти.
Моя звезда, свети, веди,
Ведь я... я сам не знал бы, как начать,
Я их просил меня спасать...
Собрали по кусочкам меня
Cобирали по кусочкам тебя,
В морозильный отсек ещё до завтрашнего дня/
Детка, вот тебе урок:
Нужно думать наперед
Я был так глуп, совсем как ты, раз положился на тебя
На языке у меня
Были совсем не нужные слова
Они тонули в "Саузерн Комфорт"
Их солнце высушит дотла,
Cпалит дотла...
Не оставляй меня в пути,
Дай только знак, куда идти.
Моя звезда, свети, веди,
Ведь я... я сам не знал, с чего начать,
Я обращался к ним опять.
Но час пройдёт, и медицина
Спасти меня уже бессильна....
Не оставляй меня в пути,
Дай только знак, куда идти.
Моя звезда, свети, веди,
Ведь я... я сам не знал, с чего начать,
Я обращался к ним опять.
Но час пройдёт, и медицина
Спасти меня уже бессильна...
Не оставляй,
Не оставляй,
Я сам не знаю, как начать.PlaceboPlaceboOstatní interpreti