No weapon can arm me
What I want to do to you
One wild day in the sun
That never raised in the sky
The TV stations broke
No one have no hope
I’ve seen things
You people wouldn’t believe
Attack ships on fire
Off the shoulder of Orion
I watched C-beams glitter in the dark
Near the Tannhaüser Gate!
So right now please tell me
Even a stopped clock
Makes the right time
Twice a day.
sampled/written text
Opslag
Ingen kommentarer:
Send en kommentar