Текст песни Bob Mould - Beating Heart The Prize

Get your ticket today
Make it all go away
Ticking off the world today
Make it all go away
Take me up the top today
Make it all go away
Breaking all the rush today
Make it all go away
Practice every phrase
And hope it comes out right
Crafting what I need to say
Trap the needle ??? lies
And then I must not praise
Where I could sing your eyes
Feel you rushing through my face
Keep this beating heart of mine
Slapped across the face
Try to stay alive
Hand emerging from the waste
Win the beating heart the prize