aus dem Album: The Unfortunate Result Of Spare Time
Songtext:
Filthy and anonymous in jackson, a dozen keys to nowhere in his hand Folie für Fenster Black madonna, won't you change his luck and find him fifty grand? 'cause he's tore down, months from nowhere, with the day-to-day out of his hands Firmenhomepage Leichlingen
One key fit the door to their apartment, another fit the business he let die Zigeunerkarten A stray dog whines as the august rains turn naked ground to mud And he's tore down, feelin' nothin' but the third-rate spirits in his blood Sternzeichen
He's livin' for a ticket on the whiskey train Köln Kegelbahn The saddest thing's to see him venerate that ball and chain Engelkontakte Roadhouse corn done cut his strings to somewhere, paper rich done met a ball of fire Black dog cloud done filled his head and drained him like a vampire Denkmal Immobilien Now he's tore down flat in jackson with a daily gig in the backdrop choir Denkmalabschreibungen He's livin' for a ticket on the whiskey train The saddest thing's to see him venerate that ball and chain Immobilien Abschreibungen
A thick late august field of pigweed dances, a t.v. from the fillin' station's heard Online Startseite He's holdin' up the wall, the moment says it all without a word Well, he's tore down, world stopped movin' when 'halfway to the label' claimed it cured
