God’s Money IX - Gang Gang Dance

One with the light shined on them How quickly the glimma fades Spread spreading out my stone wings Why I I become the storm The finest marble Like a raven headi

Can you tell me where you go from here I just can't Spit spit spitting out the holy text The wrath of saul it bit my lip When I reached for life The budding tre

No my eyes ain't silver No, no my eyes ain't blue When your well it ain't got no water I don't hate you I pity you On a saigon night in God's sky There's a butt

She flirts with disaster Always conscious timeless pastor Her presence enigmatic No senseless time to waste She juggles mime with laughter like a war But exists