Тексты песен The Stone Roses

The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the hills for fifteen days The pack on my back is aching The straps seem to cut me like a knife The gold road's sure a long road Winds on through the

Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned I'll tell you my story man, I wish I'd never been born I'm loose at the seams, I've broken my dreams And my hand, it shakes the pen Come on, come on, now, baby,

I've seen your severed head at a banquet for the dead All dressed up for dinner looked so fine You shining silver salver so tastefully powdered With the finest military quick lime Now try and picture

When your heart is black and broken And you need a helping hand When you're so much in love You don't know just how much you can stand When your questions go unanswered And the silence is killing you

The hardest thing in the world Holland fades, it don't please I never wanted to leave Searching for a perfect day It never happens that way A-hey hey hey I'm sick inside It's so obscene Won't heaven h