Текст песни Steve Hackett - Carry on Up the Vicarage

Please Don't Touch
Жанр: Classic Rock / Progressive Rock / Art Rock
Исполнитель: Steve Hackett
Альбом: Please Don't Touch
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Please Don't Touch Released: May 1978 Recorded: November 1977 - February 1978 "Carry on Up the Vicarage" (Steve Hackett) Vocals: Steve Hackett Body was found at the vicarage quarter past nine. People die from sudden strokes all the time. Verdict of misadventure mending the roof. The doctors niece, whilst tending the rosehedge. Stung to death by a swarm of bees. "My wife's cooking is out of this world take a bite". Died from some rare tropical disease in the night. Dab hand at pharmaceuticals, still no one guessed. The village vet was drowned in the pigswill You wonder whose turn will be next "In the world of sinners all are condemned My son this gun's loaded" (A missing floorboard) then screaming from the belfry he fell.
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