Charlus

The Opium Farmer
He lived in a cottage close to the sea He raised his family on profits from the poppies perfumed On the mountain beyond Every day he awoke with the dawn He set to the fields, blood on his hands and the stones, his Fathers bore- My light, my love, my only Son Just give me your life Then one night by candlelight He kissed the Koran Then his wife and made for the road to Palestine- He met the people he needed to meet There were cells in Hamburg Berlin Belize If He'll fly the friendly skies Glory is not Letras de cancionesFor Free Take them by surprise Opium gonna get real high Opium Cut the flower with the knife Mohamed never felt so good Catch a bus in Jerusalem Gonna strap that shit around his waist Gonna buy his way into martyrdom Yeah martyrdom Yeah martyrdom Yeah martyrdom My light, my love, my only son Glory is not for free Your life for mine Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah (Thanks to marc for these lyrics) From Letras Mania