Kyuss "Gloria Lewis" |
When the feelin comes It always leads To the top of the hill The hill of thieves Rush that furious sound Hurry, go in Live like a hole in the head to feel the breeze If you're gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse I can't drink no more, but I'll try You can't find me, baby, in the basement And I slug you in your fuckin head If you're gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse We can't drink no more, but we'll try You can't find us, baby, in the basement And we'll slug you in your fuckin head Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |