Songtexte:
Triumph Lay It On The Line

lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Lay it on the line Don't hold me up, girl Lay it on the line Yeah, yeah

Übersetzung: Triumph. Lay It On The Line.

sucked hard to get it I dream of being God but ever living to regret it Our fecund nature decrees that Jesus wept come for The devil on her knees To

the lake of the swans Voluptuous simplicity of the line Triumph of the heavenly beauty Oh holy light, the speritualism and the delicacy Of the greek pattern, it

a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On

has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on

has sinned and severed Heaven And in it's vulgar sight Two figures writhe, but one silhouette Extends it's fingers to the light "Gothic towers tottered on

a baby feeding swans on the river Holding the hands of his mother And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread And his father on the other side of the world On

walk on water focused on you [x2] [Verse 3:] Know I'm blessed, headed for eternity's rest Cats wanna lay me flat with burgundy vest It all good man,