Mudgrips white-tip, cigar stickin' out of my face Earn hart racing sticker on the window Banged up fender four by four Straight pipe roar primer and rust
The Hitchhiker Stood by the side of the road And leveled his thumb In the calm calculus of reason Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A. I
gently they stir, gently rise The dead are newborn awakening With ravaged limbs and wet souls Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement Who called these
A military station in the desert Can we resolve the past lurking jaws, joints of time? The base to come of age in a dry place holes and caves My friend
a pint of gold I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L'America, L'America, L'America L'America, L'America, L'America L'America
Tulkojums: Durvis. Amerika.
Gently they stir, gently rise The dead are newborn awakening With ravaged limbs and wet souls Gently they sigh in rapt funeral amazement Who called
Hitchhiker Stood by the side of the road And leveled his thumb In the calm calculus of reason Hi. How you doin'? I just got back into town L.A.
A military station in the desert. Can we resolve the past Lurking jaws, joints of time? The Base To come of age in a dry place Holes and caves.
Mudgrips - white-tip Cigar stickin' out of my face Earnhardt racing sticker on the window Banged up fender 4x4 - straight pipe roar Primer and rust all
pint of gold I took a trip down to L'America To trade some beads for a pint of gold L'America, L'America, L'America L'America, L'America, L'America L'America
