Brixton Leaves کے بول

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