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Walkabouts, The

Hell`s Soup Kitchen

  alt-country  americana
913 3 часа назад

Текст песни Walkabouts, The - Hell`s Soup Kitchen

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Rolled in the mud
But I could never come clean
Counting blessings on my middle finger
There in the back shed
Pricing heads to the pound
Told to shut up, I was only breathin`

Hell`s soup kitchen
There you`re listening now
Heard you coming
I heard you deep in the ground

The job was dizzy on the carnival wheel
Coins a-flipping a siren`s screaming
Told quit the ride
And you`ll go straight to the dogs
But dogs they come home
And dogs they listen

Hell`s soup kitchen
There you`re listening now
Heard you coming
I heard you deep in the ground

And my nerves were wire
And the shots they fell wide
Pearls of wisdom dripping from my forehead
Crawled in a sleeping bag
And watched them close in
Tires spitting all my trust to the sky

Hell`s soup kitchen
There you`re listening now
Heard you coming
I heard you deep in the ground

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