Текст и слова песни Grant Lee Buffalo – Even The Oxen
Here is the one
Here is the one
Here is the one mistake
That can not be made
There is a line
That is crossed over once
And only once let it be said
All of the hubris
Clenched in our fist won't
Punch our way out of here
You know what I've told
And I tell
But you won't
Let it pass into your ears.
Even the oxen
Rammin' their heads
On wood rails
Come to no pain
Before the rusted barrier
Falls
Before the radio
Long before radio waves
Struck down to touch
Off the wild flame that
Took all in its path and trampled the young underbrush
Music shooed clouds away
Billowing anxieties are rolled
Over and out
Seems like a lot of folks
Just gave up and got out
Except for the truly devout
Who, like the oxen
Rammin' their heads
On wood rails
Came to be dizzy before the barrier
Fell
Love is the one
Love is the one
Weapon that hasn't been brandished
Yet in this song
It strikes fear in the pockets
Of bankers and generals
Without it,
We can't carry on
And all of us knew
This at one time
From teething to toothless
It's safe to say
But useless perhaps to point out
That we've lost our instinct
Here is the one
Here is the one mistake
That can not be made
There is a line
That is crossed over once
And only once let it be said
All of the hubris
Clenched in our fist won't
Punch our way out of here
You know what I've told
And I tell
But you won't
Let it pass into your ears.
Even the oxen
Rammin' their heads
On wood rails
Come to no pain
Before the rusted barrier
Falls
Before the radio
Long before radio waves
Struck down to touch
Off the wild flame that
Took all in its path and trampled the young underbrush
Music shooed clouds away
Billowing anxieties are rolled
Over and out
Seems like a lot of folks
Just gave up and got out
Except for the truly devout
Who, like the oxen
Rammin' their heads
On wood rails
Came to be dizzy before the barrier
Fell
Love is the one
Love is the one
Weapon that hasn't been brandished
Yet in this song
It strikes fear in the pockets
Of bankers and generals
Without it,
We can't carry on
And all of us knew
This at one time
From teething to toothless
It's safe to say
But useless perhaps to point out
That we've lost our instinct
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