Echo Helstrom
Echo Helstrom - Davy Jones lyrics
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I sent my son off to die 'Cause of a murderous countries lie But the trees still grow And the birds still fly The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight. Muster now young soldier boy And grab your gun The money men they need you now You poor man's son But the wind still moans And the oceans cry The ghost of Davy Jones is walking high tonight. Sally Anne Young bride with child I've never seen Your picture taped inside the door Of my Humvee When the bullets fly The birds they know Sally tell our unborn son I Died for Rome. Blackened cash The cameras flash Decisions made The hungry fat cats eagerly Dig all our graves When the trees won't grow And the oceans die You're twice removed From Davy Jones With all your pride. Fall into line I can't I can't this time Fall into line I can't this time See the red horizon break Apart the seams It's so unending We are like a breath of air Our days are like a shadow passing Nothing more that we would want Than endless war fulfilled so we can This I think as my turn comes to kill My mind's an improvised explosive