Could you see the aisles of women?
Could you see them screaming and weeping?
Could you see the storm rising?
Could you see the guy who was driving?
Could you climb higher and higher?
Could you climb right over the top?
Why does a multimillionaire
Fill up his home with priceless junk?
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house Elvis are you out there some where
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rose bud
And king of the mountain
Another Hollywood waitress
Is telling us she’s having your baby
And there’s a rumour that you’re on ice
And you will rise again someday
And that there’s a photo graph
Where you’re dancing on your grave
The wind is whistling
The wind is whistling
Through the house Elvis are you out there some where
Looking like a happy man?
In the snow with Rosebud
And king of the mountain
The wind it blows
The wind it blows the door closed
domingo, 6 de maio de 2007
'King of the hill' - Kate Bush
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