float through the door and I'm Stumbling In I'm twisted and tangled and soaked to the skin You float through the door and I'm Stumbling In again Pulled
Tradução: Great Big Sea. En tropiezo.
, Old Billy was right Let's kill all the lawyers, kill 'em tonight You don't want to work, you want to live like a king But the big, bad world
was a thorn Deliver me I want to see your hands Deliver me From a sea of questions Do you like birds Do you like real big birds Do you like great big
apples at dead whores [Chorus x2: Warcloud] Throwin' mad axes, heavy sawed-off shotty Old liquid foot, powder foot, chopped up the body Great Warcloud
