Testi:
Grant Lee

Chain Lightning Young lions Come thundering A dancin? town Chain Lightning Come to strike you down Brute force Gun crazy Come roarin? Onto foreign

Brown doves on the wire Do they ever tire Up in the eggshell sky I know if it was me Wings a? take ya far The burden of flight is our?s Even ?thout

Set your wooden horses to roam In the dust, come galloping home Ah, into the grave Sooner or late You?ll be led like a child By the hidden hand of fate

Johnny guitar Ya wanna? feel good Johnny guitar Ya wanna flail Hop in the car N? buddy we?ll ride A hundred miles to hell Johnny guitar Ya gotta? witness

Oh the slough winds all serpentine Full of black delta peat Yellow bronze grapes of muscadine Growing wild and sweet On the shore Lady, there ya were

Suns burn away Starlight exploding There will come a day When you return to love Love? Souls tear away Swallowed by oceans Underneath the waves You return

Whatta ya want That you can?t have So high on the vine That you can?t grab There?s so much So much here So much here for the takin? So much here, So

In your soft asylum Come to vanish again When your thoughts are crushing And you?re broken again And you?re broken again No way in No way out You hit

You're the last of your kind, Mona Lisa With a wink of your eye, Ya make it all right Oh there's more left to life, Mona Lisa Let me take you along