Armstrong And The Guys — текст песни (Spirit Of The West)





(Kelly/Mann)
High above the clouds
Bring on the trolley
Release three loons
For a screw-top red
And as we watch the Earth diminsh
Will it linger on the finish?
Rest`s assured when the bottle`s dead
We`ll leave a jet-trail across the sky
Just like Armstrong and the guys
Vapour trail against the blue
I`d get off on getting higher
Is it over the Moon for the frequent flyer?
Straight to the arms of...
Jezebel, I hear you well
Or is it Gabriel? I can never tell
And the question`s growing
`Cause it`s not knowing
When it`s coming, where I`m going
I`ve got a souvenir
I`ll take it with me
I`m going to bring
The backdoor key
In case God lets me down
I`ll have a place to hang around
It`s my old haunt
On my own street
I`ll be returning from the sky
Just like Armstrong and the guys
Watching over all of you
If in the drive
A locksmith`s van
There ruining my plan
Straight to the arms of...



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