Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Carousel, artist - The Vintage Caravan. Date of issue: 14.05.2015
Song language: English
Carousel |
| Almost home when I missed the bottom stair |
| You were braidin' your gray hair |
| It had grown so long |
| Since I’d been gone |
| And the perfect girls by the pool, they would protest |
| The cross around their necks |
| But our sons were overseas |
| And we all know 'bout the hive and the honeybees |
| Almost home with an olive branch and a dove |
| You were beating on a Persian rug |
| With your Bible and your wedding band |
| Both hidden on the TV stand |
| When a cruel wind blew every city father fell |
| Off the county carousel |
| While the dogs were eating snow |
| All our sons had sunk in a trunk of Noah’s clothes |
| Almost home and got lost on our new street |
| While your grievin' girls all died in their sleep |
| So the dogs all went unfed |
| A great dream of bones all piled on the bed |
| And the cops couldn’t care when that crackhead built a boat |
| And said, «Please, before I go |
| May our only honored bond |
| Be the kinship of the kids in the riot squad» |