Текст песни Walkabouts - Breakneck Speed
Walkabouts - Breakneck Speed слова песни
The season has comeWhen nothing gets doneSave copycat killin`Away from windowsasleep on the floorThe wheel of misfortune spins in the yardAnd by the wayAnd by the wayI`m . . .(And) by the way(And) by the wayI`m almost moving breakneck speedGood news is no newsThe whole things comes downTo character murderCattle are drivenTo market or prisonHindsight a genius lost in the bloodAnd by the wayAnd by the wayI`m . . .(And) by the way(And) by the wayI`m almost moving breakneck speedTip my hatAnd then I`m good as goneI`m good and readyBeside myself - breakneck speedStretch my reachYou know I`d steal the shoesRight off a dead man`s feetBeside myself - breakneck speedsallysally@usa.net