Rain Rain rain the walls face and hands blues are a shower rain, brother's in the hallway fighting against the world I'm practicing voodoo in the bedroom
Hey, welcome home I got a little wine Some marvin gaye Come on and taste me Come on and take me, I'm yours Dance, little sister, dance This is my girl
Supper time in the hole Supper time in the hole I shame my family, shame my home Supper time Old Saint John on death row He's just waiting for a pardon
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Holy John lives down by the water Bathing sinners and he wants your daughter Telling people that they'd better repent Telling your daughter it was him
Parlano piano al sole le ombre stanche di rumorose rabbie e infinite menzogne Lunghe di sterminati fili in lunga fila sorde ai tonfi di corpi che vengono
Girl, don't tell me that it's morning Can we keep the curtains drawn? Haven't given you fair warning But our ship, she sails at dawn And it's true I
This night is alive with the smell of insane Its reaching for me and its calling my name I beg for silence to drown out their weep How did this asylum
I live, yet do not live I wait as life goes by This life I live alone, I view As robbery of life And so it is a constant death With no way out at all
Supper time in the hole. supper time in the hole. shame my family, shame my home. supper time.. old st. john on death row, he's just waiting for a pardon
John was bad He gave it everything he had John he prayed For all the people ever made John was cool He never did no after school Late at night when he
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Girl, don't tell me that it's morning Can we keep the curtains drawn I haven't given you fair warning But our ship, she sails at dawn [Chorus] It's true
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