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Текст песни Soul Preachers - Served on a Broken Plate

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They served me a kingdom on a broken plate
I couldn't eat, I threw it to the dogs
The queen of the street phoned me and asked for a date
Dogs that ate my lunch have dropped down dead

Haven't got as many things to say as we have bills to pay
I don't like to pay for something I just look away from

Don't give me an answer, give me a question
I got so much to learn
Don't give me an address, show me direction
I don't want to know where I go tomorrow

I don't want a living-room, I want a jungle
I don't want it so quiet that I don't have to shout
Don't wanna burn my money, I wanna gamble


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