Texty:
Triumph Lay It On The Line

lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Don't hold me up, girl Lay it on the line Yeah, yeah

Preklad: Triumf. Proti It On The Line.

a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On

has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on

has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on

has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on

in touch with the streets, the corners Employed by the people, start slackin, a goner You wanna know why I keep it real, cause it's easy Fuck the fancy shit, it

a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On

a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On