Herman Düne

They Go To The Woods
I got the feeling Many of us Don't see much I look around Some things just Don't match The sound of the shotgun The big black eye of a doe They go to the woods and They Hound the deer down I find it hard to Put out of my mind A girl wearing leather A man feeding a lion A cap with a feather Men workin' and buyin' Aus Songtexte Mania