In The Dry — текст песни (Sparklehorse)

The roof is leaking rust

Disintegrates and dust

I shot a man on sunday

Now Im a fugitive on monday



Yeah, oh were

In the dry



The sheriff on my trail

To escort me to jail

With bloodhounds fat and unhealthy

I may be cornered but Im wealthy



Yeah, oh were

In the dry



Yeah, oh were

In the dry



I rise to meet my rivals

They shoot me with their rifles

Now Im lying by a pool

On a blanket, moist and cool



Yeah, oh were

In the dry



Yeah, oh were

In the dry

In the dry