Тексты песни «Black Gold»

Digging deep into the ground Black gold seeking, hell bound Enter dark shafts Early up and old Wrecking themselves Misery unfolds It eats their flesh, Drinks their blood Strangled in it's hands Cast into the...

If a fish swam out of the ocean, grew legs and started walking And the apes climbed out from the trees, and grew tall and started talking And the stars fall out of the sky, and my tears rolled into the ocean Now I'm...

Top of the world, bottom of the ocean Top of the world, bottom of the ocean They built you up and broke you down again So now you hope to beat the surf in 'Cause the future is not what you see It's not where...

Oliver Isley Lane He's a quarter the way insane But he ain't to blame Cuz with a trust fund like that I'd be the same His father was the engine And his mother was the line She had a pension And valued money over time I...

Black is gold is pure And true kings of this earth. 1. So I say it's up to us to straighten Out this mess... We got to go through hell... And then that's the last of this Miserable test... 2. Black...

Looking ahead Watching my empire Go up in flames I'm walking on thin ice Look at my hands They are covered in grease Just pay in cash, if you know what I mean Too much at stake Hang on to the thin line Just eat your...

What becomes of a man mistreated So stretchin', been their leader Wake up, seen their repeating Looking like rain when their shame were needed For all of my cons Preaching comforts for holding on Got a weakness Try not...

Can you pass me the black gold? I wanna know how many shirts got sold I'm gonna beat you in soccer we bought our Juve-shirts in an Italian footlocker We saw the real world today poor swedes were afraid left France...

Behind the closed doors, Behind the great walls Decisions are made with no regrets Killing, enslaving innocents Behind the smile they fake Drink the liquid evil Then bleed it out, cry it out Serve the liquid evil And...

The world is on fire, hunting for oil A handful of liars dividing the spoils Bullshit is walking with a whole bunch of lies When money is talking, reality dies | Pre: They came with a lie, feeding their pile Souls'...

Two boys on a playground Tryin' to push each other down See the crowd gather 'round Nothing attracts a crowd like a crowd CHORUS Black gold in a white flight Fill up the tank let's go for a ride I don't care about no...

What becomes of a man mistreated So stretchin', been their leader Wake up, seen their repeating Looking like rain when their shame were needed For all of my cons Preaching comforts for holding on Got a weakness Try not...