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smoking lucky strikes in a snow covered graveyard you watch your breath spill into the airthe night gives no shelter & the wind it cuts through you and you look up at the sky & swearat the winter stars and their indifference to you dizzy from the drink and that shaky homegrownyou pull your wool hat over your eyes and lean against a headstoneain't it like that when you're guttered & there is no where to go ain't it like that when you're guttered you walk the graveyard in the snowall you've ever loved & lost is there to read on your skinjust like the hobo's the bare knuckle boxers, sailors and the union menit's songs we sang in fury and glory the music that defines where we stand at basement shows and dark dingy bars, all the feedback & broken up bandsonce again you're guttered & the chilly winds do blow once again you're guttered you walk the graveyard in the snowyou said you'd be heading south, the country's getting scary & you need to get clearthis city's too cold, it's people too blind, too much comfort & too much fearme I still cling to the things that once fueled us, In on The Kill Taker, Cometbus & Unrestam I wild or tame? hardcore or lame? a wandering fool or a heart at rest? a wandering fool or a heart at rest?oh no I'm just guttered & I still carry the flameoh no I'm just guttered, & can't remember my own nameonce again I'm guttered, just trying to do my bestam I wild or tame? hardcore or lame? a wandering fool or a heart at rest? a wandering fool Aus Songtexte Mania