Fatboy - Overdrive | Текст песни

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Preacher man the job on your hands is one I would never want
You’re fighting an endless battle man
You’re losing on every front

Evil deeds
Evil thoughts
Evil walks and evil talks

Right there at the front door in the shadow of your bell
Poverty and jealousy invite us all to hell

Angels cry for the lost
Angels try but
Angels fall

Things look a little dark tonight
Throwing fears into overdrive
But I’m not alone
I’m not alone
Am I

Mushrooms growing up through the sidewalks right beneath our feet
We can’t let them reach the horizon
They’re poisonous to eat

Angels cry for the small
Angels try but
Angels fall

Things look a little dark tonight
Throwing fears into overdrive
But I’m not alone
I’m not alone
Am I

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