Builders And The Butchers (The)
The Rain
And the rain, rain, rainit fell from the sky like scissorsAnd the snow's fallin' out like broken teethI ride a prison trainaway in iron chainsand the darkness came upon me on that daywhen your time is up and you go up to the trophy in the skyand there's a million others aimin' for the prizeon the day that you arriveyou hang your head and crySaint Peter's hanging 'no vacancy' signsAnd the rain, rain, rainit fell from the sky like scissorsAnd the snow's fallin out like God's false teethI ride a prison trainaway in iron chainsand the darkness came upon me on that daywell there is a place below the earthwhere the doors they never closeand there's a fire in the floor and wall and ceilingoh, there'll always be a placeLetras de cancionesthey'll always make some spacefor the flock of sheep that heaven turned awayand I heard the devil say,oh I heard the devil say:well you can try to build a heaven upon the earthno matter what it costs, no matter what it's worthwell I'm coming down to stake my little claimI'll be coming with a suit and a tie and a name
From Letras Mania