Текст: Warren Zevon. The Wind. Disorder in the House.

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Disorder in the house
The tub runneth over
Plaster's falling down in pieces
By the couch of pain

Disorder in the house
Time to duck and cover
Helicopters hover over
Rough terrain

Disorder in the house
Reptile wisdom
Zombies on the lawn
Staggering around

Disorder in the house
There's a flaw in the system
And the fly in the ointment's gonna
Bring the whole thing down

The floodgates are open
We've let the demons loose
The big guns have spoken
And we've fallen for the ruse

Disorder in the house
It's a fate worse than fame
Even the Lhasa Apso
Seems to be ashamed

Disorder in the house
The doors are coming off the hinges
The earth will open and
Swallow up the real estate

I just got my paycheck
I'm gonna paint the whole town gray
Whether it's a night in Paris
Or a Fresno matinee

It?s the home of the brave
And the land of the free
Where the less you know
The better off you'll be

Disorder in the house
All bets are off
I'm sprawled across
The davenport of despair

Disorder in the house
I'll live with the losses
And watch the sundown
Through the portiere

Here we go
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