The Skids - The Saints are Coming | Текст песни

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I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come home,
the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.

I cried to my daddy on the telephone,
how long now?
Until the clouds unroll and you come home,
the line went.
But the shadows still remain since your descent,
your descent.

The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.

A drowning sorrow floods the deepest grief,
how long now?
Until the weather change condemns belief,
how long now?
When the night watchman lets in the thief
Whats wrong now?

The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.
The saints are coming,
The saints are coming.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.
I say no matter how I try, I realise there’s no reply.

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