Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dead Man Walking, artist - Linnea Olsson. Date of issue: 05.03.2006
Song language: English
Dead Man Walking |
| I stood up at central station |
| Waiting for my man |
| I went across this God-damned nation just to hold his hand |
| I waited there for hours but he didn’t show up |
| So I called him on the phone and he wouldn’t pick up |
| And I don’t know what this fuzz is about |
| I see dead man walking |
| Tonight |
| So I jumped into a cab |
| And I threw my lucky chain (?) |
| I was thinking about madness |
| I was thinking about sin |
| We stopped outside his house |
| And I climbed up on to the roof |
| I looked down through the window and realized that he had moved |
| And he don’t know what he’s dealing with here |
| I see dead man walking |
| Somewhere |
| And I landed on the front porch |
| I knocked on the door |
| A lady called Marie said |
| «He don’t live here anymore» |
| Oh do you know by any chance I said where to find him |
| 'Cause my heart seems to beat right through my skin |
| And I don’t know why he’s hiding from me |
| I see dead man walking |
| Marie |
| So I stole a bike in the Garden |
| I headed for the street |
| And I left my suitcase for them |
| So I thought I’d call it quits |
| I went down to the airport and I boarded the next flight |
| I figured I could be in Spain by night |
| I don’t know why he’s doing it really |
| I see dead man walking |
| From me |
| I fell asleep over New York |
| And I woke up in Madrid |
| The only man I long for |
| Is so quiet and well-hid |
| I paid the taxi driver way too much to go down town |
| When I got to his apartment he was gone |
| He don’t know that he’s driving me insane |
| I see dead man walking |
| From Spain |
| And down near the harbour |
| My hunger got appeased |
| But I’m still a starver |
| When it comes to being pleased |
| And as the ship came in I sneaked aboard on the left side |
| I didn’t have no money or no pride |
| And I don’t know why he keeps evading me |
| I see dead man walking |
| By sea |
| A sense of being seasick |
| Made me dizzier than before |
| I grabbed a yellow mop and |
| As we got into the shore |
| A man back in Madrid said you’d spent time in Marrakech |
| And I think I just laid eyes on your mistress |
| And I don’t know how the two of you dared |
| I see dead woman walking |
| Right there |
| I went up to the beach house |
| It had a lovely view |
| And as a further insult |
| I saw not just one kid but two |
| And they just stared me and said |
| «dad who’s that lady?» |
| I’ve never seen her in my life trust me |
| And I want this stranger out of my house |
| What’s the dead man talking |
| About? |
| So I sat down in the kitchen |
| I told him 'bout the pain |
| I spoke of how I missed him |
| And he said «your insane!» |
| I’m calling the police because you need to go home |
| They’re gonna take you back to where you came from |
| But that was something that he shouldn’t have said |
| Now the dead man walking |
| Is dead |