Thomas Hunter and White China Gold

White China March
Ain't no redland silverain't no white china goldIf I don't die nowI just die when I'm oldThen I met yaspun out of controlAin't got the voice, babyI just got the soulWild eyes go greenon keen and I will always follow youwhen the road gets coldwe'll lock ourselves indoorsthen we'll grow our hair down to the floorditch our jobs and lose our clothesbut our catch is all we need is you and me aloneAin't no delicate devilsain't no new hustle or thrillIn a pale glimmergotta find out why I'm heresmall white on my chest, babysick of the sun's ghostly veinsain't scared of no fire, honeySongtexteI just hate the flamesDisappear beyond the bricksand skin so he got his built his soulthe clock and stops blinding brains and hot againto love ya til the ground coughs up our bonesthrough mortal spit and stoneour piloting will make our homefor you and me alone Aus Songtexte Mania