Главная
Текст песни Webber Andrew Lloyd - Poor Poor Joseph
Виджет для текста песни
Размести эту фичу у себя на сайте
|
Текст: |
 |
NARRATOR:
Next day, far from home, the brothers planned the repulsive crime
BROTHERS:
Let us grab him now, do him in, while we've got the time
NARRATOR:
This they did and made the most of it
Tore his coat and flung him in a pit
BROTHERS:
Let us leave him here, all alone, and he's bound to die
NARRATOR:
When some Ishmaelites, a hairy crew, came riding by
In a flash the brothers changed their plan
BROTHERS:
We need cash! Let's sell him if we can
CHORUS OF WEEPING MAIDENS:
Poor poor Joseph, what'cha gonna do?
Things look bad for you, hey, what'cha gonna do?
BROTHERS:
Could you use a slave, you hairy bunch of Ishmaelites?
Young, strong, well-behaved, going cheap and he reads and writes
NARRATOR:
Порадуй друзей этим текстом:
Наша кнопка:
|
|
Видео-клип: