Well, the bombs are ringin' like bells at a wedding And the whole sky fills with dust We'll get out of this town alive or in the ground Poke a hole through
Don't want it to I went out all night drinking So I took the bait And I jumped off the interstate To Highway 8 To the bars full of girls Who all know me by
All the drunks in the alleys are takin' up arms to undo their whole lives in a day if their hearts they don't change before long in the heart of the beast
Don't want it to I went out all night drinking, so I took the bait And I jumped off the interstate to Highway 8 To the bars full of girls who all know me by
I steal a look between the blinds, I unwind She sleeps in comfort in my arms She is plain but she is mine Our child is silent but awake I run my hands
The trees gave up their roots And the lepers left their caves All the rattlesnakes came down from the mountain And the kings all became slaves On the
There is steam rising From the gravel on the road There is black coal filling up our homes It seeps through the window cracks It slips through the floorboards
river man ferrying me to hell I can't blame them, no, to hate me for what I've done I hear them whispering in the hall, you live and die by the gun
m comin' home On my hands and knees, I'm comin' home I know when I've been beat, yea, I'm comin' home By the skin of my teeth, I'm comin' home By the
I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert just to see the desperation in your eyes. I'll leave a trail of fire across this desert just to see the
dodged each conflict and decision that we've met Everybody tells themselves that they m ust be justified They do what they do because they're trying to get by
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Well I'll take two shots said the devil to the man and layed a little book on the bar well lord knows the devil he only talks shit and only drinks whiskey
I steal a look between the blinds I unwind she sleeps in comfort in my arms She is plain but she is mine Our child is silent but awake I run my hands
We set out at dusk, we left them, well, not much The boys were shoutin' and kickin' up dust Oh, and as we ran with the fire behind us And the torch in
Meet me in the valley See me pass on the street You'll find me in the garden Trampled flowers 'neath my feet The oceans will seethe And have no reprieve
In the valley the girl waits At the back of a caravan Wears a dress made of red wool For a night on the town with her man He is good to her He takes
've dodged each conflict and decision that we met. Everybody tells themselves that they must be justified. They do what they do because they're trying to get by