Roll out of bedThey’re issuing lives for redmen and their wivesOffering handsAnd twiddling thumbs, for dreams that never comeOften saidYou better not look away, you’ll lose the dayThe way I see itIt’s already lostSo then be it, they sayThey’re sharpening knivesAnd primitive lives, for redmen and their wivesBread winners and klutzAnd losing it all before the one eye shutsWell I see itAs paying the price, nobody feels it these daysWell I’d like to goAnd kiss them awayWell I’d like to knowAnother wayDid you notice thatThey’re taking back lives from redmen just toGive them time to find the lightAnd other things that bind with prideA killer’s waking up this timeTo honest gleam and needless prideWe’ll never see it shineWe’ll never find the timeWe’ll never see it shineWe’ll never find the time...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
