Текст (слова) песни: Eno, Brian - Here Come The Warm Jets

[...Inaudible...]
[Further] we make claims on [our teas]
[Dawn inner here] for weve nowhere to be
Nowhere to be
Nowhere to be

[Father stains], were all on our knees
Down on our words and weve nothing to be
Nothing to be
Nothing to be

Further down were all on our [sails]
[Paid to upheed] though weve nothing these days
Nothing these days
Nothing these days

[Further still, their stall in a daze]
Were down on our knees and weve nothing to say
Nothing to say
Nothing to say... 
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