Wolves in the City

歌詞

Nothing is good there, And the air is bitter. It makes it hard to breathe And harder to make a move. It's been a six month ride Since the end of the war, And men there lie with guns in their arms. Welcome to unspeakable town : A land for raving maniacs Who have the law on their side. Well, I learnt to cope with that. Some are living by hope; Some are hooked on chance; Some are slaves of blood. Well, straight-face me and pull me hard : I'm riding through the land of Nod. I'm riding through the land of Nod. I'm riding through the land of Nod. Can't you hear Abel from above ? Nothing is plain there, And nothing's really clear When they came to take a man And finally shot his dog. Five months have been. Yeah, Murderous years For men to live along With them crystal fears. Fine unspeakable streams ! The land of raving creeps Is now mine for days and weeks. So I got used to the smell. Some, it gets them down; But some, it horns them well. I can't remember clear The curious music that I hear : Living in the land of Nod. Living in the land of Nod. Living in the land of Nod. And Cain's awaited to say grace