U2 — The Playboy Mansion

U2 The Playboy Mansion

Альбом: Pop (1997)

Жанры — Рок

Текст песни

If coke is a mystery

Michael Jackson, history

If beauty is truth

And surgery, the fountain of youth...

 

What am I to do?

Have I got the gifts to get me through

The gates of that mansion?

 

If O.J. is more than a drink

And a Big Mac, bigger than you think

And perfume is an obsession

And talk shows, confession

 

What have we got to lose?

Another push and we'll be through

The gates of that mansion

 

I never bought a lotto ticket

I never parked in anyone's space

The banks, they're like cathedrals

I guess casinos took their place

 

Love, come on down

Don't wake her, she'll come around

 

Chance is a kind of religion

Where you're damned for plain hard luck.

I never did see that movie

I never did read that book

Love, come on down

Let my numbers come around

 

Don't know if I can hold on

Don't know if I'm that strong

Don't know if I can wait that long

Till the colours come flashing

And the lights go on

 

Then, will there be no time for sorrow?

Then, will there be no time for shame?

And though I can't say why

I know I've got to believe

 

We'll go driving in that pool

It's who you know that gets you through

The gates of the Playboy mansion

 

Then, will there be no time for sorrow?

Then, will there be no time for shame?

Then, will there be no time for sorrow?

Then, will there be no time for shame?

 

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