Тексты песен Ed Harcourt

I'll teach you how to disappear I need a willing volunteer Vanish into thin air, leave your worries on these crowded streets We're moving far away from here I don't expect to shed a tear Like a bull t

There's a scarecrow in the field But it don't scare those crows away I'm so happy on my own at home I listen to the static of my record player Sometimes you have to have a break Feed the ducks out on

I'm the hunter, who's killed by his dog. I'm the statue, burned down into lead. I'm the problem, you don't want to solve. I'm the lover, who dies in his bed. So rain on the pretty ones. Your useless l

She she came from the land of the cotton Land that was nearly forgotten by everyone And She worked and she slaved so hard A big old field was her back yard in the delta sun Oh, but she sure could sing