Текст (слова) песни: Walkabouts, The - Stir the Ashes
All dressed up for the day of the dead I have been waiting It`s coming soon enough
The doors are open and the prowlers have all fled So tired of waiting So tired of hanging tough
Stir the ashes round Underneath my shoes Just stir the ashes round Make `em dizzy, in the mud Make `em dizzy Round and round and round
Come and sit by the lonesome potter`s grave Come and pull the weeds Come and write your name
Sitting here the sirens seem so far away They`re back in timber town Three cheers for timber town
Stir the ashes round Underneath my shoes Just stir the ashes round Make `em dizzy, in the mud Make `em dizzy Round and round and round
Pull me right out of the dark My vision`s never been this true The spoils have been crudely cut The balance has been lost for good Stir the ashes round
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