Текст песни
It s the same old thing as yesterday, that s my soul up there
there s a flag-pole rag and the wind won t stop
That s my soul up there, i have stood here before inside the pouring rain
There s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt, there s a little black spot on the sun today, but it s my destiny to be the king of pain
that s my soul up there
i guess i m always hoping that you ll end this reign
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain, there s a flag-pole rag and the wind won t stop
I guess i m always hoping that you ll end this reign, there s a skeleton choking on a crust of bread
that s my soul up there
There s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt, i have stood here before inside the pouring rain
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain, that s my soul up there, i guess i m always hoping that you ll end this reign
There s a dead salmon frozen in a waterfall, there s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt Stereo, that s my soul up there
I have stood here before inside the pouring rain, i have stood here before inside the pouring rain
there s a flag-pole rag and the wind won t stop
But it s my destiny to be the king of pain, there s a little black spot on the sun today King, i have stood here before inside the pouring rain
There s a black hat caught in a high tree top, it s the same old thing as yesterday, that s my soul up there
But it s my destiny to be the king of pain, that s my soul up there, i guess i m always hoping that you ll end this reign
That s my soul up there, there s a butterfly trapped in a spider s web, that s my soul up there
That s my soul up there, it s the same old thing as yesterday, with the world turning circles running round my brain
there s a blue whale beached by a springtime s ebb
There s a blind man looking for a shadow of doubt, i guess i m always hoping that you ll end this reign
With the world turning circles running round my brain, there s a flag-pole rag and the wind won t stop
but it s my destiny to be the king of pain
There s a little black spot on the sun today, it s the same old thing as yesterday
There s a butterfly trapped in a spider s web, it s the same old thing as yesterday
with the world turning circles running round my brain
With the world turning circles running round my brain, there s a flag-pole rag and the wind won t stop, it s the same old thing as yesterday