Testo di Nuns, Guns And Cowboys

Hello, I have not seen you here before Come join us shaking on the floor The floor, the door to sweet oblivion And we are dancing ‘till it’s gone We wave our flags and sing our songs Our songs, our songs about Utopia You say you don’t hear a sound But I can hear the angels sing To you, it may all be death But to me, it is everything I heard they caught you on the run I heard they caught you With the gun, cash and stocking Said things that were predictably shocking Don’t you say that I'm out of touch Don’t you dare claim it’s all a crutch, a crutch No, fuck you very fucking much You say you don’t hear a sound But I can hear the angels sing To you, it may all be death But to me, it is everything Don't blame me for the plagues you're bringing The smell of despair lingers on your breath I can hear the angels singing As I see the world be laid to rest