Happy idiot walking on the grass
пришла из бассейна, с головой наполненной мыслями... Например--Жизнь это великая вещь, дорогая и хрупкая, которую нельзя починить или начать заново... Наверно эффект той песни... Я выставлю слова, все кто эту песню знает и слышал, пожалуйста оставьте коммент...

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A long, long time ago

I can still remember how

that music used to make me smile.

And I knew if I had my chance

that I could make those people dance

and maybe they'd be happy for a while.

But February made me shiver

with every paper I'd deliver.

Bad news on the doorstep,

I couldn't take one more step

I can't remember if I cried when

I read about his widowed bride,

But something touched me deep inside

the day the music died. So... I started singing,



O Bye Bye Miss American Pie

I drove my chevy to the levee,

but the levee was dry.

Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing this will be the day that I die,

this will be the day that I die!



Did you write the Book of love

Do you have faith in God above

If the Bible tells you so.

Now do you believe in Rock & Roll

And can music save your mortal soul

And can you teach me how to dance real slow.

Well I know that you're in love with him

Cause I saw you dancing in the gym

You both kicked of your shoes

Oh I dig those rhythm and blues

I was a lonely teenage broncin' buck!

With a pink carnation and a pick up truck

But I knew that I was out of luck the day the

Music died! I started singing......

{chorus}



Now for ten years we've been on our own,

and moss grows fat on a rollin' stone

But that's not how it used to be

When the jester sang for the king and queen

in a coat he borrowed from James Dean

and a voice that came from you and me.

Oh and while the king was looking down,

the jester stole his thorny crown.

The courtroom was adjourned, no verdict was returned.

And while Lenin read a book on

Marx the quartet practiced in the park

And we sang dirges in the dark the day the music died,

We were singin'...

{chorus}



Helter-skelter in the summer swelter,

the birds flew off with a fallout shelter

Eight miles high and fallin' fast,

It landed foul on the grass,

the players tried for a forward pass,

With the jester on the sidelines in a cast.

Now the half-time air was sweet perfume

while the sergeants played a marching tune

We all got up to dance but we never got the chance

Cause the players tried to take the field,

the marching band refused to yield

Do you recall what was revealed

the day the music died? We started singin'...

{chorus}



There we were all in one place,

a generation lost in space

With no time left to start again

So come on, Jack be nimble,

Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick

'Cause fire is the devil's only friend

And as I watched him on the stage

my hands were clenched in fists of rage

No angel born in hell could break that Satan's spell.

And as the flames climbed high into

the night to light the sacrificial rite

I saw Satan laughing with delight

The day the music died.

{chorus}



I met a girl who sang the blues and

I asked her for some happy news,

But she just smiled and turned away.

I went down to the sacred store where

I heard the music years before

But the man there said the music wouldn't play.

And in the streets the children screamed,

the lovers cried and the poets dreamed.

But not a word was spoken,

the church bells all were broken.

And the three men I admire most,

the Father, Son, and the Holy Ghost,

They caught the last train for the coast

the day the music died. They were singin'...



Bye, bye, Miss American Pie

Drove my Chevy to the levee

but the levee was dry.

Them good ol' boys were drinking whiskey and rye

Singing 'This'll be the day that I die,

'This'll be the day that I die.'