The Cult
The Cult - Medicine Train songtekst
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Standing on a stage the boy started shaking Lip curled back, place started quaking I ain't got long to go now baby I'm flying high Riding on a medicine train Never coming down again Riding on a medicine train I ain't never, never coming down All fired up a desolation angel Shooting from a hip in the Sonic Temple I ain't got long to go now baby I'm flying high Don't you take me down the river, please