Vārdi: Duke Special. Songs From The Deep Forest. Brixton Leaves.

Rose, she ain?t like the others
she spins, a dervish mother
Her bright brown hair and her acorn eyes
she gets me there when she hypnotises
But Brixton leaves me alone

Another drunken evening
Red wine you?re so deceiving
Her photograph is my only friend
This one wild year just won?t seem to end
And Brixton leaves me alone

But the sun will rise once more
Well, it better
The sun will rise once more
If we let her
But Brixton leaves me alone

Just one more night in London
Home is a distant drumlin
With it?s ?No retreat? and ?Our time has come?
Well, curse those fifes and damn those drums
Belfast leave me alone

But the sun will rise once more
Well, it better
The sun will rise once more
If we let her
But Brixton leaves me alone