Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Sliding Floor, artist - Bruford. Album song Gradually Going Tornado / The Bruford Tapes, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 10.07.1979
Record label: Bill Bruford, Bill Bruford Productions Ltd Winterfold, Winterfold
Song language: English
The Sliding Floor |
First time I met Angel |
Up on the bridge of an ocean-going liner |
She was virtue, vice and (…) |
Can’t give her up now for all the tea in China |
Here comes a knock on my door |
Angel face with teeth like a tiger’s claw |
Morning comes she’ll soon be back begging for more |
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor |
No use asking me why |
Some people snicker like a downtown Bowery wino |
If experts, preachers, mystics can’t find the answer |
Then how the hell should I know? |
Lost in a world breaking apart |
Angel shines her mystery light into the dark |
She’s not wasting blame on the rich or the poor |
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor |
Lost in a world breaking apart |
Angel shines her mystery light into the dark |
She’s not wasting blame on the rich or the poor |
Angel knows that truth has a sliding floor |