Oh, baby -- this is the land of danger (each and every home a battlefield) Oh, baby -- this is the throat of a stranger (searching for the blood that's now congealed) Oh, baby -- this is a thick muddy mystery (tearing at the pages of our past) Oh, baby -- this is the straight path of history (human motion -- land and ocean)
Try to run, try to hide It's been a long, long, long, long long, long (long) time (It's been a long, long, long, long, long time)
Oh, baby -- this is the fresh flesh of anger (calling out for action in the streets) Oh, baby -- this is a slow running canker (opened up by victories and defeats) Oh, baby -- this is the night of the dancer (dancing on a time bomb in my head) Oh, baby -- this is the ultimate cancer (human notion -- fear in motion)
Try to run, try to hide It's been a long, long, long, long long, long (long) time (It's been a long, long, long, long, long time)
(Don't tell me everything's gonna work out anymore Don't tell me everything's gonna work out anymore)
(Of danger, of danger, of danger, of danger)
(Don't tell me everything's gonna work out)Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
