Traduzione: Hunter. Blindman.
lands Nobody wants to hear your voice Bring your news, wisdom of life In whipping dance of sicken choice Fearless wretch, insanity He's running blind
know how hard it is to live without it Lord I must have been blind Lord I must have been blind Lord I must have been blind Lord I must have been blind
permanent vacation A recycled retired failed operation Self-indulge as you succumb to this me-generation Pay no attention to the signals they send Turn a blind
it up like shell-shock And to this fabulous waste Come and deliver yourselves I says come and eat up something Deliver yourselves With wet cherries on a Blind