"Bull,.Emma.-.War.For.The.Oaks" - читать интересную книгу автора (Bull Emma)

Eagles song that gave Stuart a chance to sing and muddle up the
lead guitar riffs.

Perhaps the scanty audience felt EddiТs sudden madness; they
were in charity with the band for the first time that night. People had
finally started to dance. Eddi hoped it wasnТt too late to impress the
manager, but suspected it was.

Carla set the bass drum and her drum machine to tossing the
perнcussion back and forth. The dancers were staying on the floor,
waiting for the beat to fulfill its promise. Eddi murmured the four-
count. Dale thumped out a bass line that was only a little too
predictable. Stuart shot Eddi an unreadable look and layered on
the piercing voice of his Stratocaster. Eddi grabbed her mike and
began to sing.



You told me I was pretty

I canТt believe itТs true.

The little dears you left me for

They all look just like you.

Ugly is as ugly doesЧ

Are you telling me what to do?



Wear my face

You can have it for a week

Wear my face

ArenТt the cheekbones chic?

Wear my face

See how people look at you?

Wear my face

See how much my face can do?