Lisa Saint-Louis (Original song)

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  • Опубликовано: 16 сен 2024
  • Lyrics:
    Lisa Saint-Louis
    Ran down to the coast
    Thought there she'd outrun the ghost
    Of a past that haunted her
    Like a blast
    From the Cold War
    She sat down
    On a ballpark bench
    And the clouds parted
    The sun grew strong
    She said,
    I can't stay here
    For very long
    Oh, Lisa, where will you go
    Oh, Lisa, my how you've grown
    Lisa Saint-Louis
    You're so sad
    Well she ran off to get a drink
    She was already standing at the brink
    And she saw a priest on the corner
    With a sign in his hand
    She yelled,
    Preacher, whatchya gonna preach?
    Preacher, whatchya gonna preach?
    Preach to me
    But he just look away
    And said nothing
    She said, I'd give that a hallelujah
    If I thought the word
    Could mean anything to me
    Oh, Lisa, where will you go
    Oh, Lisa, my how you've grown
    Lisa Saint-Louis
    Bury your tears
    Replace them with your fears
    And go off
    On your own
    And go off
    On your own

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