Cult (The)
Gimmick
There's a whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown My eyes are open, no love
Watching for the train, no love, no love Just a breath across the ocean Feel no love If it flies, it dies Flags into a pocket, no love We're standing on a platform Feel no love In everyone a hook line, no love, no love Against me making time Feel no love
Whisper in the wires, no love
Of a black train-a-comin', no love, no love From the heart of the desert, no love And the rhythms of my hometown
And the rhythms of my hometown
Feel no love
And the rhythms of my hometown
Aus Songtexte Mania