and give it away Don't leave no other witnesses By the grace of God, I'm going to see you in Hell About a Lack - Of - Communication Lack - Of - Communication Lack - Of - Communication
Translation: Von Bondies. Lack Of Communication.
I know where your girl was last night She didn't put up too much of fight More like a plea for somebody who had some time Me and her, we were sitting
How can I be down when I ain't been buried yet? Ah-ooh ah-ooh I smoke a cigarette, I ain't got no regrets Ah-ooh ah-ooh How can I be down when I ain'
I need a hard-headed woman with her head on straight 'Cause my heart's been broken from too long a wait Well, I fear kind of lovin' No foolish games
pain and give it away Don't leave no other witnesses By the grace of God, I'm going to see you in hell About a Lack -- of -- Communication Lack of -- Communication Lack ------ of Communication
Yeah, Crying Yeah, Sleeping Yeah, Kicking Yeah, Keeping All this pain inside of me There ain't no monetary value, baby Just heart and soul Hustle us
Do you like the way I walk? Do you like the way I talk? Do you like me at all? I'm your please-please man, baby So don't ever let me go I've been sleeping
I'm a fly on flypaper You're the rain on the web Resurrected by demons All shouting in my head It's the lifeboat of sanity A beacon in the dark Let
One lost his way in the fame The other one with his heart The last one wasn't that simple Yeah, You could tell right from the start He had attitude
I saw a reflection of a shadow of a woman I once loved There stood my faith, my own reflection, bitterness more often than love So I bought a gun, took
You buried me in a shallow grave One without no name You poisoned my rivers Just to try and keep me tamed You were my shadow of darkness Keeping out
Put away your cigarettes And your high class attitude Turn emotion to devotion Baby i can see it in you too We all hail hail from rock and roll From