Текст песни Dead Moon - Psychodelic Nightmare
Dead Moon - Psychodelic Nightmare слова песни
Oh, it aint safe, you better watch outTheyre coming to get you - sickle and shroudTheyll turn you to stone and burn out your skyTheyve got your number - television eyesThe cinches, the doctors, the streaks, and the radio lightsYou think you can fight, hold on to your groundThe fingers of doom - times counting downYou think you can run from the mushroom cloudRain turns to cinder when the hammer comes downThe cinches, the doctors, the streaks, and the radio lightsYou the cinches, the doctors, the streaks, and the radio lightsYoure living on the edge of a psycholdelic nightmareI covered my face, I closed my doorThe skyline was falling like the armies beforeIn the dust and the heat, the sound of changeHell bent for leather, nothing remainedThe cinches, the doctors, the streaks, and the radio lights