Montana

歌詞

You're a crow or a lion You're a helicopter pilot Pushing crows for food Pushing crows for food As you come walking over Like an angel on the water Walking without shoes Walking without shoes We're like two fisherman crossing theirs lines We're coming up on mysterious times I had a brother 1865 We're coming up on mysterious times And our hearts are divided will keep'em locked up in cages Keep your stocks and your barrels clean Hide your handshakes and smiles we need boots for the marching We need to keep those soldiers mean I built cities in the mouths of lions I pushed hell from where it came I put towns inside volcanoes Even Satan knows my name And girl you have been a picture And girl you have been a saint I put towns inside volcanoes Even Satan knows my... We're like two fisherman crossing theirs lines We're coming up on mysterious times I had a brother 1865 We're coming up on mysterious times We're like two fisherman crossing theirs lines We're coming up on mysterious times I had a brother 1865 We're coming up on mysterious times We're coming up, up on mysterious times