long, long way from home sending my love through a telephone. Right now, my life is this gun, and I?ll use it to get back to my son. We?re making our last stand
Übersetzung: Wedding, die. Der letzte Widerstand.
: Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade
before the wedding. They say the neighbours cheered and hollered till his face got red. And Mama brought the feather pillows and some handmade bedding. And they spent their wedding
And I know it's gonna last. Talkin' 'bout a home. Talkin' 'bout me and you and the things we'll do I said a home Not talkin' 'bout a one night stand,
: She wears a wedding ring her sister lent To throw them off the scent Just let them guess, it's what they expect Who in the world has bitten her neck
Cosette, forbid me now to die I'll obey, I will try. On this page I write my last confession. Read it well When I at last am sleeping. It's the story
: This is my first wedding and I hope it is my last Things would be fantastic if me and the bride didn't have a past So I stand by the buffet and submerse
A firefly glowing on my left hand Used to pretend it was a wedding band A tall cool glass of Mama's lemonade Sold from a stand that me and my sister made
just better if we leave it this way I'm in love with you, baby, and I don't even know your name The next thing I remember, I was hearing wedding bells Standing
old church on the hill Still standing when so many fell Back when I was young, the birds blocked out the sun Before the great migration south We only shot a few They last
. And I know it's gonna last. Talkin bout a home. Talkin bout me and you and the things we'll do. I said a home. Not talkin bout a one night stand, I
Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel Thin man lookin' at his last meal Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield For dignity Wise man lookin' in a blade of
CRIME, then I'm willing to be WANTED; Girl, if LOVE is a CRIME, I'm willing to be HAUNTED; [verse2] She said to me: "Do you wanna be the last man standing