Mando Diao "Sheepdog" |
Yeah, yeah, yeah I aim at the first one who ever dared to stand still Oh Lord, your tension is making me ill You've got no friends in your home, you've got no family stone You can't go �Yeah, yeah, yeah� Yeah, yeah, yeah! Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip Will gather 'round you with coke and pain Oh, the trees, ain't no doubt about The seeds, I had no thought about No �yeah, yeah, yeah� Don't know why I can't locate this feeling That I would rather be with you It makes no sense, while crying out loud - that I may love you This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you Don't let them closer to this secret That I may love you Take 'em out west, take 'em outta height, take 'em on a sweet ride Those little angels are numbered nine The colored TV once shined on desolation �one five� They've got it! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Yeah, yeah, yeah! Bust 'em in the light, bust 'em in the light, bust 'em in the daylight They ain't worthy being named as thieves One of those shorties said �Hi!� up to the abbot who died The rebound, yeah, yeah, yeah! Don't know why I can't locate this feeling That I would rather be with you It makes no sense, you're crying out loud - that I may love you This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you Don't let them closer to this secret That I may love you Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like �I would rather heal your wounds� Now hear the dark gun punching out that That I may love you Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |