The End Of History cover

Snowy Atlas Mountains Paroles

Fionn Regan

Album The End Of History

Paroles de Snowy Atlas Mountains

We came down by the factory
Industrial yarns where my father did work
When I was a boy I went to far
I lost the tread in the darkest of space
If I become antique you'll collect me
If I become cheap then you will respect me
My jumper is soaked in pig's blood
I'm coming out looking for you
If you pull a hatchet I'll pull something to match it
How about your wife, I'll give her a good life
My vehicle is in your drive
Hey I'm not that low
The wolves came on the radio
Transmitted through a portal in the snowy Atlas Mountains

(Thanks to Dorrit for these lyrics)