A dead song



This is True Mister nothing said forever said I can sing Hit it! Make it a dead one with words like blood, soldier mother O.K. O.k. I want to sleep before the end which is impolite Hit It! Make it a dead one If nothing crops up I'll give you a ring you can sing the end o.k o.k. then I could get all the little animals out of my room Hit it! With a broom O.k O.k Put them in a big white sack no visitors came hit it! With words like.... Thou shalt not The end

Autor: Nick Cave