Free Four
(Freie Vier)
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Waters |
Musik: |
Waters |
Vocals: |
Waters |
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Obscured By Clouds (03.06.1972) |
Bearbeiter: Hey You, so.iss.das Stand: 06.01.2008 14:56:17
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Free Four |
The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom of the sickroom And talk to yourself as you die. |
Life is a short, warm moment And death is a long cold rest. You get your chance to try in the twinkling of an eye: Eighty years, with luck, or even less. |
So all aboard for the American tour, And maybe you'll make it to the top. And mind how you go, and I can tell you, 'cause I know You may find it hard to get off. |
You are the angel of death And I am the dead man's son. And he was buried like a mole in a fox hole. And everyone is still on the run. |
And who is the master of fox hounds? And who says the hunt has begun? And who calls the tune in the courtroom? And who beats the funeral drum? |
The memories of a man in his old age Are the deeds of a man in his prime. You shuffle in gloom in the sickroom And talk to yourself till you die. |
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