So dont lose track when the walls at your back And youre under attack, hold on to your hat Trouble always comes in sax o tax Dark blue astrals, plain clothes slacks Hard facts kept under wraps Scared to risk your neck less your head be axed Cos all the kings horses and all the kings men Aint gonna put us back together again My friend, my brother, my foe, my ego My mother, my father, my bride and my pride New life I can see it in your eyes
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 11:15:40 +0000
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