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Christ died for our sins

Oh the preacher's leaving church

The building's being searched

And there ain't nobody left to tell the truth



They've struck their firstborn child

There are bloodstains on the ground

an the skies are fallin down above our heads



Tell me mama please tell me whats wrong

I've been standin here all night an its gettin close to morn

My feet are aching, an I'm a-cryin' blood

I'll be gone by tomorrow, i just came by to say fare-thee-well



The masters of disguise

Are all wound up in their ties

Their tired eyes, they don't hold no truth



Don't listen to 'em none

I know where they are from

An believe me, it ain't no hall of fame



So tell me mama, please tell me whats wrong

The ship's a-going under, I'm afraid that i might drown

The sky is tainted, and it's a-getting dark

I'm leaving here tomorrow, I just came by to say fare-thee-well



Put all your troubles on the ground

Don't let your thoughts get you down

Don't let the fire leave your eyes, don't let it die



I know life's gettin hard

You know, I knew it from the start

I'm shackled to this life I'm meant to live





So tell me mama, please tell me what's wrong

The table's turnin over, there's a change comin on

let's leave this old highway far behind

Come on now, honey

reality is just a state of mind




Fri vers av Enough flogging the unfortunate
Läst 191 gånger och applåderad av 2 personer
Publicerad 2009-06-05 17:13



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  Larz Gustafsson VIP
Himlen är inte enbart ett sinnestillstånd. Inte heller helvetet.
Jag vet tillräckligt mycket om båda för att hålla mig till himlen och ta avstånd från helvetet.
Den information jag fått del av med avseende på detta har jag fått direkt från Jesus.
Var Bon Scott och Angus Young fick sin är uppenbart. Från rakt motsatt håll.
Nice songs, shame about the lyrics.
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Enough flogging the unfortunate