it! Make it a dead one with words like blood, soldier mother O.K. O.k. I want to sleep before the end which is impolite Hit It! Make it a dead one If
Vertaling: Nick Cave en The Bad Seeds. A Dead Song.
black as coal And your long dark curls And with the horses prancin' through the fields With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield I sang a song
bad, He bad wid a gun Stagalee, Stagalee --- you must-a been a sinner Ev'ry- Christmas eve they give Stagalee a dinner Bad man Stagalee, when he bad
black as coal and your long, dark curls and with the horses prancing through the fields, with my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield; I sang a song
