Hugh Cornwell
Hugh Cornwell - Nosferatu lyrics
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Peelers whistle in the distance Stand no chance of catching on Horses gallop never faster Must get back before the dawn Slips away into the distance Cold grip on the carriage arm Lifeless eyes with no reflection We may die but he'll go on Nosferatu!
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