Paroles Barnacled Warship de Johnny Flynn
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Textes et Paroles de Barnacled Warship
Gotta get out, gotta shout, gotta singGotta dance, gotta jump, gotta runThink I'll fight a war, I don't know what forBut I'll learn when I get my gunWell I left home three days agoI feel like going to bedOpen the courts and a new religionBurning through my headBurning through my headMade my way with the fusiliersI even fought my way back homeBut the front line shifted and my rifle got liftedHad to fight the war on my ownWell I left home three days agoI feel like going to bedWalking downtown gave me cold, cold fingersAnd my feet were made of leadMy feet were made of leadI'll just eat fruit on your doorstepI'll just drink pailfulls of rainI'm but a barnacled warshipSinging the fighter's refrainSinging the fighter's...Made my way with the Salvation ArmyTake them on with a tambourineI'll strike down sinners like the old gunslingersSmooth 'em out like margerineWell I left home three days agoI feel like going to bedOpen the courts and a new religionBurning through my headBurning through my headWent to the gambling shop todayThey had me five to oneHeard a voice behind me sayPut down the Bible and pick up your gunWell I left home three days agoI feel like going to bedWater downtown gave me cold, cold fingersAnd my feet were made of leadMy feet were made of leadI'll just eat fruit on your doorstepI'll just drink pailfulls of rainI'm but a barnacled warshipSinging the fighter's refrainSinging the fighter's...
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