We know you're watching over us the job you took for better or worse dying in the scene from the burning cold you turned this desert from dust to gold
Someone was born to be a beauty king all ripping muscles when his sun-kissed skin and getting paid for the shape I'm in God's gift to women and I knew it then
I love to sting them like a butterfly I used to kill them for the natural high a real hoot, such a crazy guy another shooter hold me out to dry
Suddenly the blind man can see suddenly the force is with me oh Lord, to have, to hold like dust to gold
You wouldn't ever wanna treat with me a belt fasten and a downhill ski no-one would touch me with a ten foot pin 'cos there was no telling where I'd been
A multi-national waste of space by five o' clock I will be off of my face without a single little saving grace and yet you call me for the human race
Suddenly the blind man can see suddenly the force is with me oh Lord, to have, to hold like dust to gold
We know you're watching over us the job you took for better or worse dying in the scene from the burning cold you turned this desert from dust to gold
Suddenly the blind man can see suddenly the force is with me oh Lord, to have, to hold like dust to gold with me oh Lord, to have, to hold like dust to gold like dust to gold like dust to gold like dust to gold like dust to goldTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
