You are eighteen year old girl, who live in small city of Japan You heard me on the radio about one year ago And you wanted to know, all about me, and my hobbies My favorite food and my birthday Why are you so far away from me? I need help and you're way across the sea I could never touch you I think it would be wrong, oh I've got your letter You've got my song They don't make stationery like this Where I'm from so fragile, so refined So I sniff (so I sniff) And I lick (and I lick) Your envelope and fall to little pieces every time I wonder what clothes you wear to school I wonder how you decorate your room I wonder how you touch yourself and Curse myself for being across the sea Why are you so far away from me? I need help and you're way across the sea I could never touch you I think it would be wrong, oh I've got your letter You've got my song At ten I shaved my head and tried to be a monk I thought the older women would like me if I did You see mom, I'm a good little boy (good little boy) It's all your fault Momma, it's all your fault It's all your fault Goddamn, this business is really lame I gotta live on an island to find the juice. So you send (so you send) Me your love (me your love) From all around the world As if I could live off words and dreams and a million screams Oh, how I need a hand in mine to feel Why are you so far away from me? Why are you so far away from me? I could never touch you I think it would be wrong I've got your letter You've got my song (I've got your letter) I've got your letter You've got my song

Come with me Close your eyes and touch what greets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what meets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Sitting in my room, nothing much to say I heard you calling a thousand miles away I did not mean to hurt you, you took me by surprise There is still a chance if we just close our eyes Ooh lady, ooh lady Come with me Close your eyes and touch what greets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what meets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea I can't explain this feeling I won't begin to try There is still a chance if we just close our eyes Ooh lady, ooh lady Come with me Close your eyes and touch what greets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what meets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what greets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what meets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what greets you there Reaching out Stretch your hands across the sea Come with me Close your eyes and touch what meets you there

Over the mountain Across the sea There's a girl, she's waiting for me Cross over the river, beyond every cloud She's passed the wind that's blowing loud Over the mountain, a girl waits for me Tell all the sands and every blade of grass Please tell the wind to let my love Pass Over the mountain, a girl waits for me Tell the moon up in the sky Tell the birds that fly by That over and over and over the mountain My love waits for me Into each dark and starry night Oh, what a mystery that's sealed so tight Over the mountain, a girl waits for me

Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Прокуренный винтаж, это rock new school Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Кровь течёт по лицу — это мне к лицу Кровь течёт по губам — это от тоски Мои дни снова разные, как носки Кровь течёт по губам из правой ноздри Я тебя не ебу, а ты ебёшь мозги Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Моё поведение, моё поведение Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Все ваши кумиры — это недоразумение Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать

Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore