Представляем точный текст композиции "Reynard The Fox" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Julian Cope . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Reynard The Fox» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Julian Cope передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Julian Cope - "Reynard The Fox"
Lyrics to Reynard The Fox : Hey in the pouring rain When the smell of terror brings a thousand eyes The red men come again They kill my children and they kill my wife And then they leave me bleeding Family dead, just freaking out bleeding Stoned in the gutter Empty of my colour Im fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Im fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Youve got to run for an hour and youre still not done Youve got to run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Hey in the ice and snow When the call up sounds to the real in deed But do you really wanna know How we rode into freedom on whimsy and greed' And they said your time is over I dont see any gallant calls I dont see an inch of reflex cept to leave me bleeding Bleeding, bleeding, bleeding Im fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Im fried, fried, ticking in the side Body twitched from side to side Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Youve got to run for an hour and youre still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Youve got to run for an hour and youre still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Youve got to run for an hour and youre still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Youve got to run for an hour and youre still not done Run, run, Reynard, run, run, run Away, away, away, away, away Reynard left and went to Warwickshire, to a mound near a railway line, with canals and a freezing swamp. He climbs high up above the countryside and breathes freely. To the south he could see Polesworth, and to the north he could just make out the ruins of the priory where Joss and I played cricket as children. We were only three miles away, probably drinking tea and talking, (Have you heard about the orphan, sitting by the coffin) at the same time as he was taking the stanley knife out of the bag. He pushed the point into his stomach, (His Fathers not a sinner no more) until the light shone right through. And then he reached down, and he took the bag. Its a plastic bag With plastic handles And plastic sides and and And ANd AND HE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGE HE SPILLED HIS GUTS ALL OVER THE STAGE [ Reynard The Fox Lyrics ]
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