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Live at the Vapors Club (Jerry Lee Lewis) · Turning Japanese: The Best of the Vapors (The Vapors) · The Best of the Vapors (The Vapors) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · War: Songs from the War Years, 1941-1945/Music from the War Movies (Hutchinson, Hutch) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · War War War: Live (Country Joe McDonald) · Cold Cold Heart (George Jones) · Cold Cold Heart (Hank Williams) · Cold Cold Water (Mirah) – and 90 other albums »


Hands on the wheel gridlock and steel dogs are barking out in the street
It's a neighborhood war better lock that door
Flesh and blood and cold
Recorded by Hank Snow

The sun goes down
And leaves me sad and blue
The iron curtain falls
On this cold war with you
Tho' you don't speak
And I won't
the dead dreams of the cold war kid
Only the dead dreams of the cold war kid

In a town by the wall the machine gunners wait 
To type out the orders that
the dead dreams of the cold war kid

In a town by the wall the machine gunners wait
To type out the orders that seal his fate
Deep in the shadows where
daughter
Now her dad's on an ego war

Angry man on the cold shop floor
Suburban ego war

Drinks and friends by the river Thames
It's a suburban ego
a suburban ego war

One, two
Drinks and friends by the river Thames
It's a suburban ego war
Packet of Benz and a bag of tens
It's a suburban ego war
a suburban ego war

One, two
Drinks and friends by the river Thames
It's a suburban ego war
Packet of Benz and a bag of tens
It's a suburban ego war
But it's not alone
Stigmatized by war

Rotting beneath
Down on earth
So cold
A senseless war
On Russian ground
So cold
And frozen blood
the beginning
Until this point the Crack has been winning
Weakening hearts, corrupting minds
A stone cold killer, very easy to find
And once he's caught by
your head
Lover, oh, lover, you tear my flesh
And the wolves are at my throat
And vapor is my breath in the cold Mack truck
Surrounded by the wolves,
Out there in the shadows of suburbia
Minds consumed by substance only cold hearts survived
A gathering of mutants in disorder
Way below
From the haze in your chambers
To the legs on the stage
I’m consumed by your danger
I can lose my restraint yeah

I can take you even further
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months
the light is over
Is over

Cold as war
And scarred from all the life
That finds me
You think I would know by now
(The day is gone away)
The day is
struggle I hadn't mastered
I choreograph seven steps to heaven
In hell, waiting to exhale and make the bread leaven
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months
Feel the vapor pressure drop as the dark
steam pours out the entrance
Real cold world is swirling in to a club that keeps the life world out
Where
I 'm tired of tracing vapor trail, ghost letters in the sky
Living life in daydreams, watching precious time get by

Circle around this great big
The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages,
The little creatures run in from the cold
Back to the nest just like the days of old
There in the safety of a mother's arms
The warmth of ages, far
slayed by our demons
Of war and hurling storms
These are human creatures
Of a filthy and weak kind

As we crawl up and out
Of our cold earth with
a clue but it's a trilogy

If by chance you get this message
Vapor air will take you there
I've been hiding imperfections
Bring them with you make
suffering, despise thy soul

Future wars, collected by the past
A frenzied rape and cold blooded murder
Substance of terror, killed by acceptation
Rebels
Veteran of a cold war It's Chica-I-go for
What I know or, what's known
So some days I take the bus home, just to touch home
From the crib I spend months
this week
Four young brothers got shot in the street
The very next day while I'm off to class
My momma go to work cold bustin' her ass
My sisters