Тексты песен «Hunters & Collectors»

Holy Grail - Hunters And CollectorsWoke up this morning,from the strangest dreamI was in the biggest army,The world has ever seenWe were marching as one,on the road to the holy grailStarted out,Seeking fortune and...

I got a heavy little number I got 42 wheels of pleasure and pain I got a heavy little number I'm gonna head it on down upon the Alice again Widda a paraliddic weapon I canardly miss Gonna gidda bricks anudder...

If the man must be Sleepin' at home all the time And the woman must be Out workin' all the time... Yeah, no matter which, No matter which woman he has And no matter how many How many men she has They all gotta...

Back on the breadline by Hunters & Collectors Stand in line With your empty cup you`re still waiting For the future of all your living souls Wait for the incoming calls Your desperation Where does it lead to false...

When success is on your mind But true direction is missing You know the Gods have lied - but you're still smitten. By the stars in your eyes I can tell you know where you are Smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven...

I hear a little voice And it comes whinging in over the sea of a thousand fat faces The little voice whinges for something loud and heavy A little line of beer running down his chinny-chin Oh my god what a fat...

I hear a little voice And it comes whinging in over the sea of a thousand fat faces The little voice whinges for something loud and heavy A little line of beer running down his chinny-chin Oh my god what a fat little...

(I keep falling over) My overcoat is hung and I'm too far gone to see When the last drinks bell is rung you can carry me Carry me Carry me, push me through the door Shovel me up when I'm sinking to this tear stained...

Fair weather friends they wished you well Showered you with admiration Now the glass is cracked but you can't turn back Don't let it break your concentration Scratched your name on the dotted line For romance any...

Is that love in your eyes? Or just obsession? They're razor sharp! It's your disguise Your obsession! You mess my hair and tear my clothes Your obsession! Is it a crime to love you Is it a crime to love you Is it a...

Good evening friends Better come gather round here on this sabbath Sunday Come on and slap your hands There's a hot wind and it's blowing through our town After the storm, after the fire Don't teach your boys to kill...

I spy your humble home I see the tea towels fly In a blinding flash I see the years go by Memories twisted around Somebodies finger Behind me now Oh but I still remember Do you see what I see? Do you see what I see? Do...

Come around in the morning, and I come around at night Sniff it in the air in the morning light, yeah Here's love and the world well lost... Learned how to bark and I learned how to bite When you start bleeding, you...

I'm on a sixty-five year holiday Oh sleepy day, ungrateful night Kissing the bricks in the afternoon Go go go, go dead slow So we'll never never work again No no no Never never work again No no no And if I had a hammer...

This song is dedicated to the sacred beaches of this great nation Where fifty thousand naked men and women prime their bodies With intensive care barrier cream and confront the liquid universe So we're lying around upon...

The moon came up The sun went down Somebody said you were back in town I kept my mouth shut and waited for the sound Of your footsteps on the stair I knew you'd be around The circumstances were too good to be true...

This song is dedicated to the sacred beaches of this great nation Where fifty thousand naked men and women prime their bodies With intensive care barrier cream and confront the liquid universe So we're lying around upon...

If I don't come home before midnight And I call out your name in the dark You'll know that I've been tempted And I'll know that I've got no heart And I'll know I won't be expected And you'll think we're drifting...

I asked her to sing in her Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair But she said NO Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west I'm burning up, I'm burning up, I'm burning up And there's dead-skin in my bed...

I asked her to sing in her Fish-roar voice with her lions-mane hair But she said NO Bend me like a long-horn and ride me way out west I'm burning up, I'm burning up, I'm burning up And there's dead-skin in my bed Under...