Van Morrison & Shana Morrison - Rough God goes riding | Текст песни

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• Van Morrison & Shana Morrison
• Rough God goes riding

Oh, the mud splattered victims
Have to pay out all along the ancient highway
Torn between half-truth and victimisation
Fighting back with counter attacks

Its when that rough God goes riding
When the rough God goes gliding
And then rough God goes riding
Riding on in

I was flabbergasted by the headlines
People in glasshouses throwing stones
Gaping wounds that will never heal
Now theyre moaning like a dog in a manger

Its when that rough God goes riding
And then the rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God comes riding on in

And its a matter of survival
When youre born with your back against the wall
Wont somebody hand me a Bible?
Wont you give me that number to call?

When that rough God goes riding
And then that rough God goes gliding
Theyll be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in

When that rough God goed riding
When that rough God goes gliding
Therell be nobody hiding
When that rough God goes riding on in
Riding on in

Therell be no more heroes
Theyll be reduced to zero
When that rough God goes riding
Riding on in, riding on in
Riding on in, riding on in