West Ryder Silver Bullet
[Intro]Then I went down into the basement where my friend the maniac busies himself with his electronic graffiti. Finally, his language touches me because he talks to that part of us which insists on drawing profiles on prison walls. In that moment, poetry will be made by everyone and there will be emus in the zone
[Verse 1]Mist covers the groundIn the cityEngine rumbles quiet as we drift byI wish you could seeThrough my crooked eye (Silence let me whisper)Oh your beautyPlays me just like a guitar string (Its so true)
[Chorus]I want your touchOh how I want youFar too muchShe's my baby(He's my baby)
[Verse 2]Days drift into oneIts so prettyTraveling Wilburys police photofitsAnd this stolen carIs loaded with junk (Silence let me whisper)Its so dirtyYou'll be the death of meBut that's okay
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