There's a little churchyard just along the way. It used to be Lambeth's finest array. Of tombstones, epitaphs, wreaths, flowers all that jazz. Til the war came along and someone dropped a bomb on the lot.
Ooh. . He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van. Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man. The only survivor of the National People's Gang.
Ooh. . He looked a lot like Che Guevara, drove a diesel van. Kept his gun in quiet seclusion, such a humble man. The only survivor of the National People's Gang.
God is on top of it. God is on top of it. God is on top of it. . That's all. That's all. That's all. That's all. That's all. That's all. That's all. That's all.
Think about the good things. Think about the bad things. Think about a reason to see you tonight. Something getting hard when you rock it up. Something getting hot when you rock it up.