Käännös: Mari. Sun Miles.
strange, pack flame It's not a game The ill flows, that kills shows You can feel yo Kickin' in you do', like a steel Go for real dough Y'all gon learn
name Act strange, pack flame It's not a game Just ill flows, that kills shows You can feel yo Kickin' in you do', like a steel toe for real do' Y'all
an inch girl If you won't take me for the mile Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for the Miles from home an' I'm all alone An' lookin' for
sun can shine Just a little peace and quiet for a change I still greet the sun and find it strange To watch you run For the shelter of storms For the
a criminal, Jesus, I'm the, Jesus, I'm the one Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Rotten peaches rotting in the sun
Act strange, pack flame, it's not a game Just ill flows, that kills shows, you can feel yo Kickin in you do', like a steel toe, for real doe Y'all gon
There's a wilderness It's a no man's land Between alice springs and the ocean Seventeen hundred miles of burning sand And a silken thread keeps a hold
strange to see your story end When the sun went down we would all leave town And light our fires in the Egypt Bottom And the reservoir was just as good for
will be You could travel every square inch of the planet and still be Ninety-three million miles away from the sun Til you realize you and the sun
over on the S.S. Marie And I've always had trouble wherever I've settled Rotten peaches are all that I see Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Seems I
(For Mary McCullough) What a time it was. I was befriended and was a friend for the longest while. You were here, and I never knew you from the sun.
son lost his life in a strip pit When the sun went down we would all leave town And light our fires in Egypt Bottom And the reservoir was just as good for
will be You could travel every square inch of the planet Earth and still be ninety-three million miles away from the sun Til you realize you and the sun
inch girl If you won't take me for the mile Don't give up an inch girl If you won't take me for a mile Miles from home and I'm all alone And looking for
way over on the S.S. Marie And I've always had trouble wherever I've settled Rotten peaches are all that I see Rotten peaches rotting in the sun Seems
