Текст песни Helms Alee - Tripping Up The Stairs

Оригинальный текст песни Tripping Up The Stairs

Lurching forward, heaving ho
You buck and shudder any time the wind blows
Dredge them trenches, damn themz cold
You jump the rhythmic gash like it's morse code
Slosh on weathered drift sick stow
You glass jaw champion, making hay with gusto
Drag them knuckles, sank them stones
You great big fucker, dance on yer tippy toes

Allow is me
You can tell it’s well come

a home for real mis take
In a hell, a nice place, up, enjoy the stakes