The Cult

Kishore Kumar Hits — The Cult - Heathens текст песни

Исполнитель: The Cult

альбом: Hidden City

Bodies falling past my window all night
I haven't slept, seen a sliver of night
The scattered bones guiding my hand
The scattered bones, they are guiding my hand
Saw Che Guevara in a garbage can
Death of tiger, law of man
Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold
Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold
The sea rises up
The sea rises up
Statue of Christ
Smiles down on the boulevard
Where the torn crows laugh
And were lost in the night
Statue of Christ
Smiles down on the boulevard
Where the torn crows laugh
And were lost in the night
We are swans, we are burning swans
Wilderness, she is coming alive
Choke on vodka, your diamonds and gold
Fortunes told, man ain't no plan left
And the sea rises up
And the sea rises up
Statue of Christ
Smiles down on the boulevard
Where the torn crows laugh
And were lost in the night
Statue of Christ
Smiles down on the boulevard
Torn crows laugh then
And were lost in the night
In the night
Dirty heathen
Dirty heathen
Dirty heathen
Dirty heathen
Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall
Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall
Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall
Hard rain a fall, hard rain a fall
Hey!
Dirty heathen

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