17 acessos
Even when you've been singer in the band
Put another bunch of lies in your head
Oh brother you're dead
'cause there's no one
There to keep the pigeons warm
And there's no one there to shelter you
From out the coming storm
And even when you've been singer in the band
Put another bunch of jive in your head
Oh brother you're dead
'cause there's no one there
To keep the pigeons warm
And there's no one there to shelter you
From out the coming storm
So brother can you hear me?
This is not the way i want to live
I'm reaching a point of nothing else to give
To give, to give, to give
And even when you've been leader of the world
Put another bunch of lies in your head
Oh brother you're dead
Cos there's no one there
To keep the pigeons warm
And there's no one there to shelter you
From out the coming storm
So brother can you hear me?
This is not the way i want to be
I'm reaching a point of nothing else to see
To see, to see, to see
And even when you've been leader of the band
Put another bunch of jive in your head
Oh brother you're dead
Cos there's no one there to keep the pigeons warm
And there's no one there to shelter you
From out the coming storm
So brother can you hear me?
This is not the way i want to live
I'm reaching a point of nothing else to give.