Cotton Fields — текст песни (Pogues)

Now the party`s over
And the money`s all gone
You remember feeling like
Jesus` son
Your girl has left your side
And now you`re gonna get crucified

They`re gonna crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
Crucify you
In those old cotton fields back home

Too late to joke or crack a smile
You gotta carry
That shit up that drunken mile
When they put the electrodes
In your brain
Even your Mother won`t know you`re sane
First Lord Nelson`s sunken ships
Now Steve Lillywhite`s drunken mix