Lyrics:
One, zero, the month of the year
I'm not a hero, but I come when in despair
I float like the wind, the mighty air sign
When I use my mind, it's not
or a car or a train
There's gonna be some fine times and there's gonna be some pain
In the end it's a silhouette framed by the sun
And just The Monument
the warm black rain arrive
Big friendly cloud builds in the West
(and our dust-men haven't called)
They left the dual carriageway at a hundred miles
Do you see people's lives being lost on the sacred land?
In the battle over water being fought, for the baby's hand
Show me
Show me
Show me
Show
to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
LIVE WITH THE RIGHTEOUS
WHILE I EAT THE DIRTY DUST
DUST, DUST, DUST.
A HIKER IN DUST
DUST, DUST, DUST
PRÉ CHORUS
I'M NOT LIKE A SPIKE
HOLDING THE ROAD
The cold things that follow you down the boreen
They live in the small ring of trees on the hill
Up at the top of the field
They play on the wind
They
the cold wind blows
And fussing and flapping
In priestly black like a murder of crows
All this time
The river flowed
Endlessly to the sea
If I had
like we partnas
Nigga we was lookin for a deal and you dodged us
Neva did call us
Where was yo promise
But now we ridin' by
(Listening to the wind
at night, back there in the dark
Back there in the dust, back there
The dog burst into flame
Anyhow, time went by, anyhow snap crackers and stone soup
Caught in a loop, doomed to repeat itself
Over and over again
The moments go by, my body disintegrates
Nothing but ash in the end
Nothing but ash in
Dear Lord and Father of mankind,
Forgive our foolish ways!
Re-clothe us in our rightful mind,
In purer lives thy service find,
In deeper
I'm walkin' to the other side
With the devil tryin' to take my mind
And my soul's just a silhouette
In the ashes of a cigarette
Illusions
Forever and a day
With my hands
Ruined by the strain
Fear
Is devouring my heart
And desperation never departs
Dust in my eyes
Erasing my sight
We said our promises by candlelight
You held my hands, I was dressed in white
We were young
How can we see that far?
How can we see that far?
dust on my
Bonfire, your love is like a bonfire burning deep within me
Now it just grows, no matter where the wind blows
Yeah but since you touched
their homage day and night
Every day I hear a lot of tired shopping feet
But come tonight they will be dancing in the neon lights
Dazzled by the crazy
When the hot September sun down in Texas
Has sucked the streams bone dry
And turned to roads to dust
In the sleepy little towns down in Texas,
to abide
And that land that I live in
Has God on its side
Oh, the history books tell it
They tell it so well
The cavalries charged
The Indians fell
I'm walkin' to the other side
With the devil tryin' to take my mind
And my soul's just a silhouette
In the ashes of a cigarette
Illusions never
and off to see the world
Under way and off to see the world
Hey ho we'll go
Anywhere the wind is blowing
Manly men are we
Sailing for adventure
One, two, one, two
Brixton live in the flesh
(?)
Tell a man be prepared, or be fed
(?)
And the road becomes my bride
I have stripped of all
or chimed to spring as sweet as irish harps.
Above the fool´s crown of canary clouds
moulded by mighty winds to dizzy heighth
leaned to the isle like press
is like that green stuff
Provided to you by sack man
Pacman how in the fuck do you think we gon' do that, man?
Ridin' round Old National
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