Sha Was Tall, She Was High
And as she weaves her way, through city streets,
The dawn arrives.
In concrete glades of metal grass,
Steel cords are woven tight.
But she is free, f ...r...double e,
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost touched the sky,
Today, I said today,
She was tall, she was high,
Lord she almost made me cry,
Today, she spends her time.
Beside grey lakes of lead shes harnessed to
A kneeling form,
Before the storm subsides, shes flown
And leaves the body torn.
But she is free, f ...r...double e,
She was tall, she was high
Sha era alta, ella estaba drogada
Y mientras se abre paso por las calles de la ciudad,
Llega el amanecer.
En claros de concreto de hierba metálica,
Cuerdas de acero tejidas apretadas.
Pero ella es libre, f...r...doble e,
Ella era alta, ella estaba drogada,
Dios, casi tocaba el cielo,
Hoy, dije hoy,
Ella era alta, ella estaba drogada,
Dios, casi me hizo llorar,
Hoy, ella pasa su tiempo.
Junto a lagos grises de plomo está atada
A una forma arrodillada,
Antes de que la tormenta amaine, ella ha volado
Y deja el cuerpo destrozado.
Pero ella es libre, f...r...doble e,
Ella era alta, ella estaba drogada
Escrita por: Phil May / Wally Allen Waller