Big Madness — текст песни (Fatima Mansions, The)

In the winter in a seaside boarding house
the killer swigs and reels `round his room
telling how he made that weeping spinster kneel
Yellow light seeps through a fly-blown lampshade
fading with the dawn
He yells and laughs, They all wanted it.
It was easy, so how could it be wrong?

CHORUS:
5 AM and the seas are boiling
5 AM and the windows crack
5 AM and my hands are on you
Big madness
Big madness

When I phone you just to hear your voice
oh please, don`t judge me so
It`s just that I don`t think I`ll rise again
till I`ve seen how low I can go
Next springtime when I`m gone for good
and you struggle to find the words cruel enough
Through all these dying continents
my stupid laughter will be heard--CHORUS
Big madness