Paroles Jack Ruby de Camper Van Beethoven

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Textes et Paroles de Jack Ruby




I remember his hat tilted forwardHis glasses are folded in his vestAnd he seems like the kind of man who beats his horsesOr the dancers who work at a barWe saw on the screen his face for a momentNo time to plead or even ask whyJack Ruby appeared from out of nowhereThen disappeared in broad daylight'Cause he's a friend of that cloven-hoofed gangster the devilHe's been seen with the sheriff and the policeDrinking whiskey and water after hours, saying"Let's do business, boys. The drinks are on me."So draw the box along quicklyAvert your eyes with shameLet us stand and speak of the weatherAnd pretend nothing ever happened on that dayGrant us the luxury, 'cause all our heroes are bastardsGrant us the luxury, 'cause all our heroes are thievesOf the innocence of the afternoonsNow we think it's a virtue to simply surviveBut it feels like this calm it's decayingIt's collapsing under its own weightAnd I think its your friend the hangman comingChoking back a laugh, a drunkard swaggering to your doorNow do you feel that cold, icy presence?In the morning with coffee and with breadDo you feel it in the movement of trafficAnd days are terrible, simply forget

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