Текст и слова песни Smalltown Poets – Prophet, Priest And King
Put down my thoughts in a letter to the president
Penciled and packaged with all due respect
Elvis commemoratives just for effect
Never heard back: you think you know a guy
Wired my congrats to chuck and di some time ago
All my love to the queen
My invitation was lost in the mail
But i know i was missed
When they kissed 'neath the veil
I sent a nice gift; never got a note
But my closet's a shrine to and old friend of mine
Here i talk all the time with a prophet priest....
I pull out boxes and brooms
And i gush like a groom
For it's here i commune with
A prophet, priest and king
If i indeed am misperceived
By some heads of state.
Hey, that's great
'cause i talk to a prophet who tells me the truth
And i dine with a king at my home in duluth
Better yet i'm in touch with a much needed friend
Who hears my confessions and pardons my sin
Penciled and packaged with all due respect
Elvis commemoratives just for effect
Never heard back: you think you know a guy
Wired my congrats to chuck and di some time ago
All my love to the queen
My invitation was lost in the mail
But i know i was missed
When they kissed 'neath the veil
I sent a nice gift; never got a note
But my closet's a shrine to and old friend of mine
Here i talk all the time with a prophet priest....
I pull out boxes and brooms
And i gush like a groom
For it's here i commune with
A prophet, priest and king
If i indeed am misperceived
By some heads of state.
Hey, that's great
'cause i talk to a prophet who tells me the truth
And i dine with a king at my home in duluth
Better yet i'm in touch with a much needed friend
Who hears my confessions and pardons my sin
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