Представляем точный текст композиции "Summer, Early 60s" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Carters Chord . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «Summer, Early 60s» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Carters Chord передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Carters Chord - "Summer, Early 60s"
Lyrics to Summer, Early 60s : It Summer, early 60s and it must be Sunday evening Cause you can smell a good revival,and its way past our bedtime There are hell fire brimstone preachers, there are tongues interpretations, There are reasons that go deeper, than the treason in our souls But the air is thick, and the night is warm And the pews too hard to sleep on It keeps us straight, no comfort here This world is not our home There aint no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight you soul might be required In the presence of the Lord Momma leads us past the graveyard, She knows theres ghosts we have to pass by And we sure dont want to wake em In the middle of the night Up ahead we see her walking She knows theres judgment round the corner But she keeps her pace steady, Got her bible in her hand Oh, but daddy sits at home Got his boots up on the table And hes watching Bonanaza as he hears the time tick by Hes got cigarettes and coffee Hes got little bean bag ashtrays Hes listenin to Bonanza, but the clock has got his eye There aint no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight your soul might be required In the presence of the Lord He is standing, now hes pacing Theres a river that runs through him And he cant call back his anger, as he meets us at the door There are questions, accusations Then he strikes, just like a rattler And his rage it is relentless Never less than, always more Feel the fire in the hallway See the demon in the doorway Our hearts are beating faster As we duck between the shouts We can hear the TV next door, as they push the volume louder Theyre convinced it aint their business Were just praying, make it stop There aint no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight your soul might be required In the presence of the Lord There aint no mercy for the wicked, Sing the voices from the choir Tonight you soul might be required In the presence of the Lord Weve got burglar-proof houses In our neighborhood of secrets Theres no one breaking in here And nobody getting out [ Summer, Early 60s Lyrics ]
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