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Текст: Hole. Best Sunday Dress (Full Version).

Put on my best Sunday dress
And I walk straight into this mess of mine
Yeah, put on my best Sunday dress
I walk straight into this mess

Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Pale blue eyes so young
Pale blue eyes so far away
Wash me with his sorrow
Forgive me all his pain

And I've come here to confess
To the wind and the rain and the glorious fame
And I've come here all undressed
For the numb and the dumb all say the name
That you burn

Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Pale blue eyes so dumb
Pale blue eyes so far away
Take him to the river
Forgive us all his pain

Ooh, I'm coming undone
He comes from the coal mine
I see you shine like a diamond
And curse us all goodnight

Put on my best Sunday dress
And I walk straight into this mess of mine
And I've come here all undressed
For the poison and pain and to take what is mine
That you burn, that you burn

Pale blue eyes so young
Pale blue eyes so far away
Take me to his sorrow
Forgive us all his pain

Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Put on my best Sunday dress