Roger Chapman
Текст песни Zipper

Chapman-Whitehorn

She came out of Norway, the colour of ice
A born again Christian, with stars in her eyes
She wanted to teach me, the message of Christ
I just had to tell her, sorry no dice -
You can take the rhythm from my roll
Put out the fire down below
But messing with the zipper to my soul, no, no, no

She told me she loved me, and gave me a key
But it was too claustrophobic, when she touched my beliefs
I counted the reasons, for me to resist
I just has to tell her, I've got to give it a miss -
You can take the rhythm from my roll
Put out the fire down
But messing with the zipper to my soul, no, no, no
It just ain't on

She pulled out a bible, started reading aloud
I said you have your opinion, well you were lost now you're found
You're putting on pressure, now I don't want to seem rude
But I just got to tell you, I've got my own attitude -
You can take the rhythm from my roll
Put out the fire down
But messing with the zipper to my soul, no, no, no
It just ain't on