Тексты песен «Walkabouts»

Every morn at sven o'clock There's twenty terriers drilling on the rock And the boss comes round and he says to the (?) "Come down hard on the cast-iron (?)" And drille terriers, drille." Drille terriers, drille For...

Someone told someone and someone told you But they really wouldn't hurt you, not much But since everyone tells the story With his own little personal touch Do nothing till you hear from me Pay no attention to what's...

Storm it shook ya down From the burial ground There was mud on your face Barely lost and barely found And the shrunken heads around your neck Just replicas of thoughts Whose day had finally come You drag it fast You...

I can still remember the coat I wore that day yellow as a plastic moon with a weave as thick as chains walkin' past the sideshow tents drunker than we knew could never fill my brother's shoes got them Fairground Blues...

In a trailer park with hungry dogs Eat stolen bread With stolen credit cards With half a brain I'd torch this mess Have all these things So I don't ask for more Never sure it's about to happen Wait for sweepstakes in...

Lord, I feel like going home I've tried and I fell and I'm tired and weary Everything I've done is wrong And I feel like going home Lord, I tried to see you through But it was too much for me Now I'm coming home to you...

Will you crash the engine of our ruin? Who'll spill the flat cars of our shame? I'm beat up tired from always doin', What I shoulda done in the first place. You can call in sick, no need to fear the morning. You will...

Findlay was on his last legs But he made the rules Said suffer fools gladly But never end up as the sufferin' fool He shook me down Though it was my first week on the job Said travellers will trick you But you will...

Come back in the winter, Won't steal away too long. And when I'm back I'll set it all ablaze. Got Jesus in my pocket And matches in my coat. I won't have to work alone this time. From the trees upon the hill top, I'll...

The city's shiverin' Shivers in the heat That we call summertime And I'm deliverin' The one piece of the puzzle That you could not find Follow me an angel Follow every fool I can tonight Follow me an angel From the...

Streaks of light On the graveyard walk Your bright star was crashin' Crashin' the dark Dreamed of a cold night To freeze it in place Dreamed of ship bells and thunder Ringin' us under Dreamed all the way home That you'd...

Bang out the night song on an old kettle drum don't ask for no ransom ain't payin you none ground to a halt with suspicion for all you say "watch me fly" I suppose that you're gone but I don't care to look don't give me...

Every night before I go to sleep I find a ticket And I win a lottery I scoop them pearls up From the sea I cash them in and buy you All the things you need Every night before I rest my head See them dollar...

These are the ghosts that I half believed Guns & liquor & the carnival freak But then one day the whole world shook And I got arrested for stealin' a look And the glad nation's death song sings X2 And I wanna hear you...

A crooked road on a country mile The widow walks from a letter found (And) ties her hands in knots and chokes her disbelief (That) what's done is done and it's dine for good Afterwards Aftershocks in afterhours The...

see my silly watch every second lost, hmm lost in a strange arcade got drunk on girls night out If they're the good years, I don't know what you call the hard years If they're the good times, I don't know what you call...

Maybe you should disappear, And now I've warned you so. Bury your clothes out in the woods, And hide your letters 'neath the stove. There's a big house down in Wilkeson, where you can dance on tabletops. There's a card...

Wisecracks and hijacks And contracts to sell Old wine in new bottles Times are the same Diggin' the ditch quick And quick to escape The patent is pending On flood tides and bones Goodbye To all that Goodbye To all...

Wisecracks and hijacks And contracts to sell Old wine in new bottles Times are the same Diggin' the ditch quick And quick to escape The patent is pending On flood tides and bones Goodbye To all that Goodbye To all...

In this town The blood will make you rich Yeah, in this town The blood will make you rich In this town I will do you one better I'll change the truth When I change the weather In this town The blood will make you...