Hawkwind - Behind The Face скачать mp3

(Dave Brock) I'm not sure if he's all there in the head today hip, hip, hooray Some days are good some days are bad We're always so happy and glad when he's smiling at us but, There's again behind the smile there is no grimace， Waiting to take its place. To shoot you down, falling on the ground, Withering round and round Writher! Thither! One of these days I will not be talked behind my back Quack, Quack, Quack, Quack There they are, like a load of chickens, clicking and clacking, Perhaps it's time for us to leave or Perhaps they are creeping in.