David Bowie - A Small Plot Of Land Şarkı Sözü

poor soul
spit upon that
poor soul
he never knew what hit him
and ıt hit him so
poor dunce
he pushed back the pigmen
the barbs laughed
the fool ıs dead

poor dunce
hes less than within us
the brains talk
but the will to live ıs dead
and prayer cant travel
so far
these days
the talk of your life
standing so near
to ınnocent eyes
poor dunce

swings thru the tunnels
and claws his way
ıs small life so manic
are these really the days
poor dunce
poor dunce

[verse]

poor soul
poor soul
poor soul
Ekleyen : Ali İhsan Candemir