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Merry Hell - My Finest Hour текст песни

Исполнитель: Merry Hell

альбом: Anthems to the Wind


My finest hour, take one. A message to mothers everywhere
If my mother left me alone with you
Just for sixty moments in time
First with words, then kisses and a single flower
I would share with you my finest hour

But she will not leave me alone with you
Not for love nor money nor bribe
Over both our futures she holds such power
And she keeps from me my finest hour
My finest hour, my finest hour
She keeps from me my finest hour
My finest hour, my finest hour
She keeps from me my finest hour
Yeah

Now see how easily her eyes grow tired
When just she and me sit by the fireside
But no matter how soft he creeps inside
Soon as his eyes meet mine, hers open wide
And she sips at her tea looking like the milk turned sour
(Looking like the milk turned sour)
(Looking like the milk turned sour)
And she keeps from me
Yeah, she keeps from me my finest hour
My finest hour
My finest hour
My finest hour
She keeps from me my finest hour
My finest hour
My finest hour
She keeps from me my finest hour
My finest hour
My finest hour
She keeps from me my finest hour

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