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Текст: Devotchka. Queen Of The Surface Streets.

Well this is one place where

Your gods can't dwell

It's like walking in

To the mouth of hell

Sweating our dignities out on the subway

At the beginning of another long, long day



As for my mortal remains

I couldn't care

'Cause when the day is done

She'll be waiting here

That's when I love the accommodations

In a urine smelling transit station



I'll move these rocks

For you my love

I will tear them up out of the Earth

And I will bend my spine

'Til it's quitting time

'Cause I know what your time is worth



And I'll give my days to the Neanderthals

With the classic rock

And the wrecking ball

I'll go swimming in the wet concrete

And I'll cast my pearls at the unpaved streets



I don't mind the mental atrophy

'Cause when the lids come down, you're all I see

You're like a lovely hallucination

You get me through my current occupation



I'll move these rocks

For you my love

I will tear them up out of the Earth

And I will bend my spine

'Til it's quitting time

'Cause I know what your time is worth



See I'm towering

Above mortal men

I'll emerge from the darkness

And there you stand

You're the Queen of all the surface streets

I'm a wiener boy, that you're here to meet



I don't need the money

I couldn't care

'Cause everything I want Is standing right here

I would live on the street

In a cardboard shack

Just the worship the feet

And the curve of your back

You'll be my only preoccupation

On a permanent vacation



Now I will move these rocks

For you my love

I will tear them up out of the Earth

And I will bend my spine

'Til it's quitting time

'Cause I know what your love is worth



What your love is worth

What your love is worth