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60 Junkyard Blues

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)
Z plyty Rapture of the Deep grupy Deep Purple

Tytul piosenki wymyslil Roger Glover. Jest cos intrygujacego w smietniskach. Nie opodal stadionu White City w zachodnim Londynie bylo kiedys zlomowisko, na ktorym spedzilem niejedna noc w porzuconych samochodach. Zwykle dlatego, ze nie zdazylem na pociag, zabraklo mi pieniedzy na droge albo bylem zbyt zmeczony. Wciaz fascynauja mnie porzucone przedmioty, podzielone na grupy, w ktorych moga dokonac swojego zywota lub znalezc nowego wlasciciela.

Junkyard Blues

(Airey, Gillan, Glover, Morse, Paice)

Broken down relations
Beaten up guitars
Making one last appearance
In a heap of old cars
Brambles and weeds
Flourishing amongst
Lines of empty bottles
And rambling drunks

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

One of a dozen
Covered with stains
Blistered and stinking
Was all that remained
Cannibalised machines
Mysterious bones
Unwanted contents
Of anonymous homes

Those junkyard blues sound familiar
Take me back
Always remind me of home

Mangy old dog
Scratching in the dust
Burned out Mercedes
Surrendering to rust
All this stuff
Was good for something
But here it is now
Good for nothing

Junkyard blues sound familiar
I'm never alone
Always remind me of home

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