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• Artiste: Squid
• Titre: Blood On The Boulders
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All the houses in this country are built like shit Dry-wall, well, I could put my feet through it if I wanted to That Californian sun on my face All those drugs they They fogged her brain They pushed it down in the ravine No thought for wildlife Saloon serene That Californian sun on my face All those drugs they They fogged his brain Brian's getting interviewed on the television Telling a story from his childhood About those eyes About that laugh About the sides overhead And how the body bounced on horsеback And where they workеd And how they slept And who they fucked And what they ate And how they killed We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We wanna know We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene Oh, time and time again We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene We return to the scene It's so sad what happened But what would I be doing? If it didn't It's so sad what happened But what would I be doing? If it didn't That Californian sun's not for me I'll go home Just try to sleep Blood on the boulders