Woorden:
Give Up The Ghost And It S Sometimes Like It Will Never End

and outlawed wander Hither and yonder Like dogs gone hungry Funky and angry and sometimes ugly Drums like drugs have turned us to scavengers Pathfinders, addicts and

face And my point of view has lost it's place Last things Did I give nothin' in return Stand up for a cause Give permission to a mute war Call me ignorant

face And my point of view has lost it's place Last things Did i give nothing in return Stand up for a cause Give permission to a mute war Call me

while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over Just admit when it's at it's end 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with

while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over Just admit when it's at it's end 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with

while you're in it try to get as much shit as you can And when your run is over Just admit when it's at it's end 'Cause I'm at the end of my wits with

and finally give you chance to use it I'd sing you silly songs, and you could dance to the music Nah, I would never abuse it, I'd always be your home And

face And my point of view has lost it's place Last things Did i give nothing in return Stand up for a cause Give permission to a mute war Call me