Текст песни «John Mark Mcmillan - Holy Ghost»


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Who are we sometimes I wonder
Mercenaries or lovers
On this side of the thunder
It can be awful hard to know

Sell our love for the paycheck or
Spend the night on the freight deck
For all the dues that we collect
Our hearts can be overdrawn

Dead in the water
Like lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost

The geeks they can smell when youre coming
Even out in the cold
Theyll wait you out yeah
Theyll grind you down
But theyre gonna get what theyre owed

I know the red thread unravels
I know youre blue and youre black
But theres still time if you dont mind
The way that the odds are stacked

Dead in the water
Lamb to the slaughter
If the wind doesnt sing her song
And Im speaking in tongues
Cause I need a Holy Ghost