Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Brodsky Tune , by - Morten Harket. Song from the album Wild Seed, in the genre Иностранный рокRelease date: 19.02.2007
Record label: Warner
Song language: English
Brodsky Tune |
| As you pour yourself a scotch |
| Crush a roach or check your watch |
| As your hands adjust your tie |
| People die |
| In the towns with funny names |
| Hit by bullets, caught in flames |
| By and large not knowing why |
| People die |
| And in small places you don’t know of |
| Yet big for having no chance to scream |
| Or say Goodbye |
| People die |
| chorus: LA LA LA… |
| Let me know… |
| People die as you elect |
| New apostles of neglect, self restraint |
| Whereby people die too far off to practice love |
| For thy neighbour, brother Slav |
| Where your Cherubs dread to fly, |
| People die |
| chorus: LA LA lA… |
| Let me know… |
| While the statues disagree |
| Cain’s version, history for its fuel tends to buy |
| Those who die |
| As you watch the athlets score |
| Or check your latest statement |
| Or sing your child a lullaby |
| People die |
| Time, whose sharp, bloodthirsty quill |
| Parts the killed from those who kill |
| Will pronounce the latter tribe |
| As your type |