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Opera
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Wykonawcy

Teksty: The Waterboys. Be My Enemy.

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Well the dawn it is howlin'
And the mainframe shakes
I feel like I've been sleepin' in
A cellarful of snakes
My wings have been clipped
And my shoes have been stuck with glue
Well if you'll be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too

Now I've got goons on my landing
Thieves on my trail
Nazis on my telephone
Willing me to fail
They were all sent by someone
Obviously you!
Well if you'll be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too

I've got a bucketful of Babylon
I got a handful of lead
I'm gonna put them in a gun man
Point it at your head
Because you stole all my friends
And you gave me the buffalo blues
Well if you'll be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too

Now from the slime on your tongue
To the nails on your toes
From the scales on your skin
To the stains on your clothes
You're gonna make me have to do somethin'
That I do not want to do
But if you will be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too

My hands are tied
I'm nailed to the floor
Feel like I'm knockin' on the
Unknown Door
There's a gun at my back
A blade at my throat
I keep on findin' hate mail
In the pockets of my coat
Well I've been trying to grow
I been coolin' my heels
I have been workin' in the fields
And I can't get to sleep
I can't catch my breath
I can't stop talkin' and I
Look like death!
But I will put right this disgrace
I will rearrange you
If you'll be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too
If you'll be my enemy
I'll be your enemy too
Be my enemy!
The Waterboys