Текст с Bandcamp’a: “Got your drink in your hand and your back to the wall In the very last bar at the very last call So sad and so lonely after waiting all night For some magical stranger who’d make everything alright But there’s peace on the inside or there’s no peace at all There ain’t no divine right, no primal fall No predestined glory, no original sin No magic outsider gonna make your side win You got your so called protectors They’re controlling it all Some secret beehive of rooms off of well guarded halls All set for Armageddon, got the flags all unfurled Maybe some magical stranger might save their part of the world But there’s peace on the inside or there’s no peace at all There ain’t no divine right, no primal fall No predestined glory, no original sin No magic outsider gonna make your side win Got your drink in your hand and your back to the wall In the very last bar at the very last call So sad and so lonely after waiting all night For some magical stranger who’d make everything alright But there’s peace on the inside or there’s no peace at all There ain’t no divine right, no primal fall No predestined glory, no original sin No magic outsider Better let it begin on the inside or we’ll have no peace at all There ain’t no divine right, no primal fall (Geoff Panting) from Crossing the Border, released June 20, 1992 Song written by Geoff Panting (SOCAN)“
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