Antistar League (The)
The Ghost Dance
good mourning america the holy roman empire we sleepwalk through the last days blind of all we could be and all we've left behind good mourning america pulseing like a great tumor turn your hearts and cry out to god the last helecopter out of saigon soul coughing spirit body coughing blood in a slow and heavy holocaust of the heart under dollar bills and riot sheilds the machine exhales you will get what you deserve soul coughing spirit body coughing blood in a slow and heavy holocaust of the heart the government angels calm like six thousand nuclear bombs we're just ghost dancing in a dying dream
From Letras Mania