Текст песни Walkabouts, The - Breakneck Speed, слова песни Walkabouts, The

Текст песни Walkabouts, The - Breakneck Speed

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The season has come
When nothing gets done
Save copycat killin`

Away from windows
asleep on the floor
The wheel of misfortune spins in the yard

And by the way
And by the way
I`m . . .
(And) by the way
(And) by the way
I`m almost moving breakneck speed

Good news is no news
The whole things comes down
To character murder

Cattle are driven
To market or prison
Hindsight a genius lost in the blood

And by the way
And by the way
I`m . . .
(And) by the way
(And) by the way
I`m almost moving breakneck speed

Tip my hat
And then I`m good as gone
I`m good and ready
Beside myself - breakneck speed

Stretch my reach
You know I`d steal the shoes
Right off a dead man`s feet
Beside myself - breakneck speed

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Breakneck Speed

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