Rifles It rifles through your mind Rifles throughout time How sublime
My eyes, they're as old as me As old as the sea But not so firm
Drift me off to the land of the nod To the land of the nod
Frightening, Frightening sights abroad Frightening sights 'til morn My whole new world
Drift me off to the land of the nod To the land of the nod To the land of the nod To the land of the nod
Hell hounds Vacations in the fires 'Kept me up for hours Wake up and smell the flowers (Drift me off) To the Land of the NodTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.