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Phil Ochs

Bach, Beethoven, Mozart And Me

 

Bach, Beethoven, Mozart And Me

(альбом: Greatest Hits - 1970)


Every morning at the dawn dust is in the air
Karen rises early, runs brushes through her hair
Then she buys the paper, I lay on my back
Then she feeds the monkey, then she feeds the cat

I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me

Frances is the next to rise, powders up her nose
She's working for the tailor, makes the western clothes
Andy drives a sports car to the Warner brothers ghost
He used to live in England, now he loves the coast

I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me

Sometimes a friend comes by to sing the latest song
But David fights with Susan, nobody gets along
Every other Sunday, it's time to make a call
Judy has a barbecue, play the volleyball

I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me

In the evening when the sun goes down, the streets are all aglow
We walk out on the hillside, city shines below
We sit down for our supper, the news begins to play
Walter he is speechless, Eric speaks cliches

I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me

Andy plays a cricket game, Frances holds a glass
Karen reads and darns a dress, I dream of the past
Dark is spreading up now, good evening, good night
Karen turns the bed sheet, she's turning out the light

I'll talk, I'll talk, they live by the sea
Surrounded by a cemetery
If you get tired, come up for some tea
With Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me
Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, and me

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