St. Andrew`s Hall — текст песни (blind melon)

Big stretch and not much sleep

I got a couple of plam trees on each side of my cheek

And it`s a bright blue Saturday

And the rummage sells the rubbish to me



But if I could buy the sky that`s hangin`

Over this bed of mine

If I could climb these vines

And maybe see what you`re seein`



If you were standing on the corner staring straight

Into the eyes of Jesus Christ



One porch, one dog, one cockroach only way to be

I got sewage fruit and it`s growing out back from roots

I don`t know if they belong to me

But if I could buy the sky that`s hangin`



Over this bed of mine

And if I could climb these vines

and maybe see what you`re seein`



Sittin` at the edge of this building,

Twenty stories below,

A` twenty stories below

Twenty stories below

Twenty stories below



I can`t tell you how many ways that I`ve sat,

And viewed my life today, but I can tell you

I don`t think that I can find easier way

So if I see you walking hand in hand in hand

With a three armed man, you know I`ll understand



(Pockets full of crappiness

Can`t piece together my day

So I pose myself this question

Maybe sleeps gonna get me in the shade

I got my head buried in this pillow

I got my head buried in this pillow

So low...)



But you should have been in my shoes yesterday

You should have been in my shoes yesterday