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Pictures of Matchstick Men

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Satus Quo: jedna z doopravdy starých. Objevil ji Janko – to jsme chodili na SVŠ-ku (gymnázia v té době nebyla) – a poslouchali jsme ji skrze fading na krátkých vlnách. No a teď si ji pustim stereo digitally remastered na jůťůbu – jen si vzpomenout a vyhledat …

Pictures of Matchstick Men

The Status Quo

When I look up to the sky
I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow
I rush home to bed, I soak my head
I see your face underneath my pillow
I wake next morning, tired, still yawning
See your face come peeping through my window

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Pictures of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

Windows echo your reflection
When I look in their direction now
When will this haunting stop?
Your face it just won't leave me alone

Pictures of matchstick men and you
Mirages of matchstick men and you
All I ever see is them and you

You in the sky, you with this guy
You make men cry, you lie
You in the sky, you with this guy
You make men cry, you lie

Pictures of matchstick men and
Pictures of matchstick men and you
Pictures of matchstick men and
Pictures of matchstick men and
Pictures of matchstick men and
Pictures of matchstick men

Oldies – Goldies

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Musel jsem si jít zdřímnout. Už jsem byl utahaný. Aby se mi lépe dřímalo, pustil jsem si Oldies rádio. No a tam:

MONKEES
Randy Scouse Git.

Pochopitelně. Bylo po spaní.

She’s a wonderful lady
And she’s mine all mine
And there doesn’t seem a way
That she won’t come and lose my mind.
It’s too easy humming songs
To a girl in yellow dress
It’s been a long time since the party
And the room is in a mess.The four kings of E.M.I.
Are sitting stately on the floor
There are birds out on the sidewalk
And a valet at the door.
He reminds me of a penguin
With few and plastered hair,
There’s talcum powder on the letter
And the birthday boy is there.Why don’t you cut your hair?
Why don’t you live up there?
Why don’t you do what I do,
See what I feel when I care?Now they’ve darkened all the windows
And the seats are naugh-a-hyde.
I’ve been waiting for an hour,
I can’t find a place to hide.
The being known as Wonder Girl
Is speaking I believe.