PJ Harvey - Victory
текст песни

I stumble and I'm in
You fit me with those angel wings
Set me go
Set me high
Set it up, I'm in the sky
The storm is gone (the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high (and the temperature's hight)
And delight is dining (and delight is dining)
At my table
Till I think, how lucky we are
Angel at my table, God in my car
Get it at sea
Take a ship
I'd christen her victory, she'd make it
Victory
Victory
Come on boys, let's push it hard
You broke down, push your motorcar
Come on boys, you done us proud
You sweat till you mop it right off your brow
Victory
Victory
Victory
Victory
So the storm is gone (so the storm is gone)
And the temperature is high (and the temperature is high)
And delight is dining (and delight is dining)
At my table
Till the storm is gone (till the storm is gone)
And the temperature's high (and the temperature is high)
And delight is dining (and delight is dining)
At my table