Текст песни Limousine

I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul I don't pray for missionary stunts on the way to my goal. Jack is crying looking so bizarre And he got his ioints already broken in that beat He's divin' and we'll see him nevermore! I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul . . . Who came who came to me And drummed the prayers I can't move from now And my eyes collide with energy they're leavin' me no more Those words are beatin' drums! I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul . . . No more tears and guns no more deals in sons no more guns! I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul . . . I don't play these military drums on the head sf my ssul . . . I don't play these military drums on the head of my soul . . .