Those Poor Bastards
Fear
I hear it whispered real low (fear) My friends it's all that I know (fear) From birth, this curse was foretold (fear) Fear of birth Fear of death Fear of gals in shortened dress There is a man with gold eyes (fear) His tongue is tattooed with lies (fear) Witness the birth of the fly (fear) Fear of birth Fear of death Fear of gals in shortened dress Fear I'm losing control Fear The spirits (?) from below Fear, fear, fear Fear I've lost my control Fear
From Letras Mania