Hey vanity, you missed the fashion trend today. Is all so tragic, in this world. . We don't fit in. (Fit in). We don't fit in. (Fit in). Fit in. (Fit in).
hells breaking loose when the daltons rode. terrorizing aims get off the ground. fellows-hip by brotherhood in arms. despising law and order, got remand.
[Music & lyrics by Stan Jones, 1949]. . An old cowboy went out on a dark and windy day. Upon a ridge he rested as he went along his way. When all at once a mighty herd of red-eyed cows he saw.
a rattlesnake shake. a rattlesnake shake. pursued like a wounded deer. branded inhumanity. crime controlled. wild instinct to stay alive. the morning that will never die.
searching for a lucky game. or been thirsty by the way. come on boys and listen to me. don't pray the god that you should see. . a place where all the honest men.
you pave the way for my robbing leech. there are no bounds and the souls are free. when rivers run backwards and the time stands still. you'll stand in my path than you will see.
[The Ballad Of Jesse James]. . I dreamt I was in heaven. among the angel's gold. feeded by a pleasant hand. that dealt the playing cards. no sorts of bones whatever.
praying to the wretched beasts. maybe they can forgive. the warriors of haunted souls. and common mavericks. sorrows of their inner lifes. hope burned down in flames.
reflections of a damned. by fiendish symptoms send. sarcastic roars of laughter. from far away it sounded. . the rulers of eternal suppression. awaking from their hybernation.
threatening predominant thunder growls. sending felonious packs of hounds. dust covered the peace from bad to the worse. the silly red breed was about to burst.
riding the devil's horse. I'm riding the devil's horse. . the sinister curse has me in it's spell. degraded scalps that adorn me so well. and every time when your death glare meets mine.
Hello world in veins, drive the ale stuff on its way. Now it's time again, kill the bad mood! Kill hate flames!. Hello world in veins send love to my spirit space!.
Where it streams from the light to everywhere. And it's difficult to be not there. You jump to points and try to hide. Shadows have no border to light.
I've digged my dices in the corney of these. street stones. Now they shoot along the drain ground lights. They join a gamble with the ground water. to win the wipping willow tears where gold.
Friends go away, plants go away, I go away every night. Duty is hate for rotten brains and hate is endless fight. I want observe children of mine, those from my sperm bank deal.
I have trouble in my mind. Do not know what's wrong or right. I fall in thoughts 'bout the roots. I hate myself, I am confused. . This town is dangerous every time,.
With intend to die I move onto the roof. I await this fall bringing peace after all. I will cross the border, set my life out of order. Dissatisfied from the superficial frame of mind.
I see the hinding places in the laundry yard. and a sunny day to play. We were the key kids in the T-block city part. but where are they today?. . I cannot tell you things 'bout wild woods.
I feel you whisper - so far, dear sister. But now a shudder - your voice, stepfather. Is it a deception? - or true affection?. Do you feel better? - Are you together?.