Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song F-111 , by - Cold Chisel. Song from the album Live In St Leonards Park 28.5.78, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 31.12.2010
Record label: Cold Chisel
Song language: English
F-111 |
| Birds fly up as I pull into town |
| Desert storm as the sun goes down |
| Park the bike on holy ground |
| Temple by the store |
| Temple priests are pretty shot |
| Jimson weed and thanks a lot |
| Crazy abbot, gotta stop |
| Put my guns down, by the door |
| Lay your benediction on us all |
| Virgin in the window |
| Pynchon in the rectory |
| Lotta chanting round the room |
| Of things in history |
| People sellin' stocks and shares |
| Looting what was never theirs |
| Chokin' on the subway stairs |
| To cheat their destiny |
| Lay your benediction on us all |
| The storeman asked me once |
| To leave my barter on the table |
| Another methane cylinder |
| Another roll of cable |
| I’m in two minds to stay the night |
| Or leave this town behind |
| Far behind |
| Lay your benediction on us all |
| Lotta systems in the ground |
| Used to be connected |
| Lotta fragments floating round |
| Yet to be collected |
| Lay your benediction on us all |