Pink Floyd - 3.Matilda Mother | Текст песни

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• 3.Matilda Mother

There was a boy whose name was Jim

His friends they were very good to him

They gave him tea and cakes and jam

And slices of delicious ham

Oh Mother, tell me more.

Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?
You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything shines.

Why'd'ya have to leave me there
Hanging in my infant air
Waiting?
You only have to read the lines
They're scribbly black and everything shines.

Wandering and dreaming
The words have different meaning.
Yes they did.

When finding she was left alone

When tiptoe gives the telephone

Nine Nine Nine

Some got the immediate aid

Of London's Noble Choir Brigade


When finding she was left alone

When tiptoe gives the telephone

Nine Nine Nine

Some got the immediate aid

Of London's Noble Choir Brigade

For all the time spent in that room
The doll's house, darkness, old perfume
And fairy stories held me high on
Clouds of sunlight floating by.
Oh Mother, tell me more
Tell me more.
Aaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaah
Aaaaaaaah