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Дэвид Бирн Дэвид БирнЛидер группы Talking Heads


(David Byrne)

A distant car, a quiet night

Like starin' at the ceiling

My sleepy eyes, you smell so nice

It's such a funny feeling

Got no idea, what time it is

Delightfully confusing

The trees outside, the morning light

Arrives, like pirates on parade

Surprise, it's pirates on parade

A ray of light, between the blinds

I lie there in a stupor

I hear a thud, and then a flush

Guess it must be the neighbors

I blink my eyes, I laugh inside

Imagine what they're saying

I see your shape and through the night

Here come, those pirates on parade

Ahoy, it's pirates on parade

Through the rough and stormy weather

On a search for buried treasure

There's an island to explore

Ev'ry wave that whispers softly

"Stay in bed, 'cause it's still early"

Dolphins frolic by the shore

And the phone never rings when the pirates are singing

Well there's 16 men on a dead man's chest

In this hallucination

The map we got, x marks the spot

We're following directions

The 7 seas, the balmy breeze

The pleasure of surrender

The end is nigh, the sun is high

It's late, for pirates on parade

Too late, for pirates on parade

Traffic noises down below me

A helicopter circles slowly

Monsters sink into the deep

Mountainous and downy billows

Float among those fluffy pillows

Maybe I'll go back to sleep

And the phone never rings when the pirates are singing

This wicked life

So what's in store behind that velvet curtain?

The night is gone

And the day is here

The stupid sun is shinin'

The moon reflects

Your hair's a mess

It's lovely imperfections

My crew and I


Дэвид Бирн

Pirates / Дэвид Бирн

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