Текст, перевод и аккорды “Sugarfoot”
- Sugarfoot's got two hands Just as long as he can see, One hand in the birdfeed And a hand in the apple tree. He stands in line, just a little behind A yellow moon that hangs, he's all tangled and he broke his sticks on the links Of his own chain gang. You oughta see this home that he own, It's like a box of jewelry, He's got his own church bell And his bed it lays in a gallery. And all the colors they shine like flames Coming in through the window pane, They end up getting checked over twice For the reds of someone's veins. It's so cold and blown all apart, It's so cold and needing of a heart. He stands alone on the top of his home Where all the blue birds flown, Sucks in on his cheeks and he cries As he moans through a saxophone. He reaches high with his hands in the sky And puts his fingers right into the storm Always one to stand under the moon And blow on his own horn. And anyone with anything has already begun to think That somebody down there knows Just how he sat down on his knees in the dirt And buried someone's rainbow. It's so cold and blown all apart, It's so cold and needing of a heart. It's so cold and blown all apart, It's so cold and needing of a heart. Well, I know you ain't my enemy, The only one's inside of me, He's killing me getting free. I hear he wants my head with an old ice pick And fix me up on a stick. An' all I've ever got to be Is everything I wanna be And Sugarfoot disagrees, He still stands tall underneath that apple tree Man, he's still watching me. His chain gang is tryin' to pull me down Like the birds and the fireflies. They shoot arrows up into the skies And they burn all the feathers dry. Well, he only wants to fill his belly up With rocks till it hurts, then he stops. Well, he don't know what to do with love If it don't fill his belly to the top. It's so cold and blown all apart, It's so cold and needing of a heart. It's so cold and blown all apart, It's so cold and needing of a heart
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