Store Room — текст песни (cohen leonard)

I love you, without caring whom you love.
My hands below the belt, or my hands above
in the arms of other men,
or in my bed again.

It`s just a man,
Taking what he needs,
From the store room,
Store room, store room.

I love to see you sitting there upon your throne,
your preachers all around you
being bored, and your prophet straight and tall.
And yet they`ll undermine it all.

Just a man, just a man,
taking what he needs,
from the store room,
store room, store room.

Yeah, Shakespeare said it all, then he said no more
and he left me feeling just like a two bit whore.
Well the silence broke my heart, but yes
I spread my legs apart.

It`s just a man ...

?????
?????
The hermit in the Wild,
the parent in the child.

Just a man ...

Oh my love, let us unpin you,
???? you done, bringing more:
the mother and the father, the daughter and the son.
But should one refuse to come, it does not subtract the sum

It`s just a man ...

It`s not a (due?) of burning pounds that ruins your mind
like a spoon that you turn and you turn and you don`t unwind,
Though these wars that you did not stop,
they don`t tear your sleep apart.

It`s just a man ...

???? that keeps you up,
What a (moon?) coming like a headlight through the window
Not the thumbnail of a screen, (?)
No best way to dream (?)

It`s just a man ...

Now the woman by your side is she awake?
But there`s nothing you want to give her,
and there`s nothing that you really want to take.
You don`t even try to prove that the noisy neighbor`s making love. (?)

It`s just a man ...

I love you without caring whom you love ...