Testi:
Chris Walla

On every single lie you've told Let the name of your love be known On every single wall you own On every single wall you own On every single wall you

There was a lonesome cowboy, who rode his horse all day, At night he slept in the moonlight, till he heard that midnight train... And then that lonesome

A new moon is laughing up there in the sky, but My love is crying and I'll tell you why... Crisis and confusion when she came along, Followed by delusion

Good morning, Blue Rider, and how was your night? Did you meet a nice woman, did she make you feel alright? I heard you came in from the country, looking

Flying, I thought I'd never learn that flying, I thought I'd spend my whole life trying, For flying is that ancient art of keeping one foot on the ground

Pass me the bottle, pass me the wine, Open your throttle, and I'll drive you right out of your mind, Watching the waves, watching the sky, I'm just sitting

wall to wall and I don't hear nuthin but ladies callin I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep commin from wall to wall Packed up in here wall

walls, the walls, the walls You're climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls You're climbing up the walls, the walls, the walls You're climbing up the walls

wall to wall and I don't hear nothing but ladies calling I'm tryna give one of them all this But they keep coming from wall to wall Packed up in here wall