Leaning on the Day`s Parade — текст песни (The Badlees)

(Alexander/Naydock)

He`d eat at KFC, wore "sally" clothes and smelled like turpentine
Talked a lot about his art with a spitting image of Ernest Borgnine
They found him dead the other day
Out where the punks and school kids play

And I`m here in the shade
Leaning on the day`s parade
Leaning on the day`s parade

Kid spilled some mercury he stole from school inside his school
Covered his ass he thought, the school director`s in his gene pool
But he got too much on his hands
The organ donor list expands

And I`m here in the shade
Leaning on the day`s parade
Leaning on the day`s parade

I never thought it wise
To wish for anyone`s demise

Every face a mother`d kiss
Every gesture`s hit or miss

And I`m here in the shade
Leaning on the day`s parade
Leaning on the day`s parade