Woven Hand

Denver City
Train bull shameful walk the railLaw and pistol for the low dogs tailI live on fox I'm sittin in the sunWakan oyate wakan napeWotan in washteListen how the boy drags onThats the spiritthats the spiritBut he will not keep silent noHe shall comeFire before him a tempest around himThey runI'm on fire stretched out on a bed of Spanish iceDown from my mountain I shakeI shake everything twiceThis corrosion is electricRunnin down this rusted grillHow many couldmean and seatedHow many couldThats the spirithey yeah thats the spiritSongtexteHey disciple walkin talkin born and raisedOl town Denver City waysSometimes I pray on my emotionsFrom above it I bite my lipHey disciple walkin talkin born and raisedOl town Denver City waysHe's wound a heavy chain round his shoulders This a waySometimes I pray on my emotionsFrom above it I bite my lip Aus Songtexte Mania