Текст песни The Walkabouts - Cold Eye
The Walkabouts - Cold Eye слова песни
painted so many towns painted them up and downdown to the broken groundpointed the last one, for nowsoon I will stow awayinto the cool nightshadewatching fireworks flyin the reservation skyfound only hell to paydraggin` these bones all daysun-up to cocktail timedragged `em till I was blindthe field full of also-ransstealin` my used up plansall of my friends were thereThey couldn`t believe I caredwhen I put my cold eye to it X2and I couldn`t say noluck is the thing I make luck is the thing you breakafter it all went wrong before I was good as gonedeep in the beggin` bowlI found some scraps to takedrank from your poison jarfound I was wide awake when I, put my cold eye to it X2and I never said no, no Inever said nowhen I, put my cold eye to it X2Yes, I put my cold eye to itand I never said no, no Inever said no