The Hippos
The Hippos - Going Home songtekst
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No man should see what these eyes have seen The mess that I've cleaned The people so green Things that were said Went straight to your head Evil will show You know how it's grown With blood on the path We will not do the math We don't care Oh So it is told that the air will be cold over there Please take good care We're going home We're going home We're going home Finally rest these old bones His majesty sleeps high in the trees Sends his palms spinning From west to the east Begging him please To see how it feels This wasn't agreed on When they sign the deal With blood on her path We will not do the math We don't care Oh So it is told that the air will be cold over there Please take good care We're going home We're going home We're going home Finally rest these old bones We're going home We're going home Finally rest these old bones No man should see what these eyes have seen The mess that I've cleaned The people so green Things that were said Went straight to your head Evil will show With blood on her path We will not do the math We don't care Oh So it is told that the air will be cold over there Please take good care We're going home We're going home We're going home Finally rest these old bones Home We're going home We're going home We're going home
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Taal: Engels
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- Land: Verenigde Staten
Deze songtekst wordt hier getoond met toestemming van de Federatie van Muziekauteurs en Uitgevers (Femu).