Marseilles lyrics translation: ANGELS THE Marseilles song texte and letras ANGELS THE Marseilles tab, paroles and testo ANGELS THE Marseilles Karaoke and Music Video - none yet
He was selling postcards from a paper stand
a whiskey bottle in his withered hand
he put a finger on a photo from an old magazine
and saw himself in the shadow of his dream
They found him with his head inside a tin-pot crown
told him his feet stank and took him downtown
called him agitator, spy and thief
shut him up in solitary third degree
take a long line, reel him in