Running Wild - Mr Deadhead (Black Hand Inn-1994) | Текст песни

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Mr. Deadhead
Музыка: Rolf Kasparek
Текст: Rolf Kasparek

Brainless and narrow-minded, a blockhead all the way.
Prejudice's your religion, your maxim's to betray.
Evil and overbearing stupid cupidity.
A mean and rotten racist, your fall is what I foresee.

PRECHORUS:
Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate,
envy is poisoning your soul.
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot,
but you'll never reach your goal.

CHORUS:
Mr. Deadhead - venomous toad.
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot.
Mr. Deadhead - habitual liar.
Mr. Deadhead - hate's your desire.

A slave to evilness, you'll face the truth.
No more venom-lies, you will pay for your dos.
Hatred ate your heart, tearing your soul apart.
The devil veils your soul with eternal dark.

PRECHORUS:
Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate,
envy is poisoning your soul.
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot,
But you'll never reach your goal.

CHORUS:
Mr. Deadhead - venomous toad.
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot.
Mr. Deadhead - habitual liar.
Mr. Deadhead - hate's your desire.

(SOLO)

Brainless and narrow minded, a blockhead all the way.
Prejudice's your religion, your maxim's to betray.
Evil and overbearing stupid cupidity
A mean and rotten racist, your fall is what I foresee.

PRECHORUS:
Tunes of hate, dirty lies and prate,
envy is poisoning your soul.
Evil blood, you try to hatch a plot,
but you'll never reach your goal.

CHORUS:
Mr. Deadhead - venomous toad.
Mr. Deadhead, your soul will rot.
Mr. Deadhead - habitual liar.
Mr. Deadhead - hate's your desire.

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