Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Blood, artist - Dispatch. Album song Who Are We Living for?, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 09.10.2000
Record label: Bomber
Song language: English
Blood |
| One old man a ten hour day |
| And not a dime to spare |
| Playin' on his pawn shop horn |
| And breathin' into the air |
| I’ve got more coal to fire |
| And another soul to feed |
| Little old lady left the scene |
| About an hour ago |
| Her purse was filled |
| All her silver unsold |
| Little old lady had a mouth |
| But nothing to say |
| Despite her allegiances |
| She has found a way |
| Even a bling squirrel needs a nut yea |
| Do rebut that |
| And if you open up your mouth |
| You better shut that |
| It’s never ever gonna go away |
| «I'm homeless, God bless, good day» |
| Would that I were you |
| Would I be free |
| And would that you were me |
| Would you burn or flee |
| The blood is on your hands |
| You’ve got it on your feet |
| Your first is in the air |
| And somewhere in between |