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The Birthday Party - Swampland Şarkı Sözleri
quixanne, ah´m in its grip sinken in the mud patron-saint of the bog. they cum with boots of blud wit pitchfawk and with club chantin out mah name got doggies strainin onna chain lucy, ah´ll love ya till the end! they hunt me like a dog down in sw-a-a-a-amp land! so cum mah executioners! cum bounty hunters! cum mah county killers--for ah cannot run no more ah cannot run no more ah cannot run no more no i can´t! lucy, ya won´t see this face agin wheb ya caught ya swing and burn... down in sw-a-a-a-amp land! the trees are veiled in fog the trees are veiled in fog like so many jilted brides now they´re all breakin down and cry cryin tears upon mah face cryin tears upon mah face and they smell of gasolene a-a-a-a-ah- scr-e-e-e-a-am lucy, ya made a sinner out of me now ah´m burnin like a saint down in sw-a-a-a-amp land! so cum mah executioners! cum mah bounty huntahs! cum mah county killers--ya know ah cannot run no more no ah cannot run no more. |
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