Texty písní Murder by Death

Murder by Death

Ramblin'

I go where the green woods grow,

When the fires light the night,

You know I've been a-ramblin'

Steam pours off the frigid pines,

Weaves through mountains, took my time

I've been a-ramblin'

I've been a-ramblin'

The land is ripe, but the people leave,

The gods still feel like they're cutting' their teeth

I watch them as they grow,

(Will they change?)

I don't know

I've been ramblin'

I've been a-ramblin'

I-I-I got nothing to lose

I-I-I've got nothing to lose

I was there when the dark age in Europe, a barrel of

the plague

I've been a-ramblin'

I've been a-ramblin'

The cockroaches will inhabit the cities if they fall,

If there's one on the outside there's ten in the wall

I've been ramblin'

I've been a-ramblin'

I-I-I've got nothing to lose, no where to be, nothin'

to do

I've got nothing to lose

You best lock her up if your wise, I put that gleam in

her eyes

I've been a-ramblin'

I've been a-ramblin'