Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Slayed, artist - THE MOB. Date of issue: 05.04.2009
Song language: English
Slayed |
| The desert stretches across the endless piles of sand |
| And the compass spins round, lodged somewhere in my hand |
| And while I’m searching through my soul |
| I found at last a waterhole |
| While I’m wading through bureaucratic piles of waste |
| Your putrid smell leaves a sweet distaste |
| And while I’m searching through my soul |
| I found at last a waterhole |
| The concrete towers erect jungle |
| Smashed up old park bench |
| The monuments of sweeter days |
| Upon them where your children play |
| Your children move, they’re puppets now |
| Destroying all your sacred cows |
| And while I’m searching through my soul |
| I found at last a waterhole |