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• Artiste: Walkabouts (The)
• Titre: Cold Eye
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Painted so many towns painted them up and down down to the broken ground pointed the last one, for now soon I will stow away into the cool nightshade watching fireworks fly in the reservation sky found only hell to pay draggin' these bones all day sun-up to cocktail time dragged 'em till I was blind the field full of also-rans stealin' my used up plans all of my friends were there They couldn't believe I cared when I put my cold eye to it X2 and I couldn't say no luck is the thing I make luck is the thing you break after it all went wrong before I was good as gone deep in the beggin' bowl I found some scraps to take drank from your poison jar found I was wide awake when I, put my cold eye to it X2 and I never said no, no I never said no when I, put my cold eye to it X2 Yes, I put my cold eye to it and I never said no, no I never said no