Paroles de It's Alright

In the sea of cyclone eyes In the black wind of black flies Circled all across the spread Of those who came to greet us It's easy, easy to roll Get high, get high, get high low Get high, get high, get high low Get high, get high, get high low Get high, get high, get high low Everyone get on the bus Hear the sound in the screaming mode Won't you please hand me in hell? Won't you please hand me in hell? Get high, get high, get high Get high, get high, get high Get high, get high, get high Get high, get high, get high You know I fell in callin' I slept so long, long again In the sea of cyclone eyes In the black wind of black flies Circled all across the spread Of those who came to grieve Everyone get on the bus Hear the sound in the screaming mode Won't you please hand me in hell? To try something to let me go