Lyrics Hearing Screams - G.B.H.

Hearing Screams

You were twenty five when you split the scene
Why did you have to go away?
Prospects were good, you had money to burn
But you had the curse of the 'J'
Now the skulls they’re piling up
And it’s sure bad evidence
Just use your head when you’re getting wrecked
And do it with elegance
You’re hearing screams
You’re hearing screams
Living dreams for the last time
A lizard man with an arctic soul
And a skin of leather hide
Drank himself into the ground
Rotted from the inside
Now Johnny B he was real good
Sounded like a thunder clap
Lived too fast died too young
Just another in that trap
You’re dancing to the death
You’re dancing to the death
Taking your last breath
Dancing to the death