Letras
--- CITY O' DESPAIR---
Ask the fella behind the counter 'Can I have a bagga' chips?'
Aye, but you're no' as fast...'Can I start again?'...'no'
Vail of conscience, rows turn into avenues until you've lost your way
It's engaging, but not all together... surprising
Drive me out o' this city o' despair
You've lost your invoice for your 'elp, made out in the cold, but there's a fire burnin' inside
Still the operation to the intent was to subside
I could understand not, not it all
And by the dusk o' my day, I'm still workin' on it
Drive me out o' this city o' despair
In the pourin' rain, you've gotta be 'the one', between the sands, every grain
The course was taken & shot in the air, the passage to cross, like the arrow through your 'eart
The journey I embarked upon, was in excess of the course I was taken
And I got stung in a stare, at the top o' the stairs
Drive me out o' this city o' despair
Reachin' up towards the outside, in the colour o' the sky
Then you realise, you choose only one or... YOU DIE!
It's like a fire inside, reachin' up towards the outside
In the colour o' the scarlet sky
Drive me out o' this city o' despair
Drive me out, drive me right out
Drive me right out o' this city o' despair
In the pourin' rain, in the wind & the snow...
And the sleet!