Текст песни VIOLENT FEMMES - Hallowed Ground

";The profit is a fool, the spirtual man is mad,
for the multitude of thine inequity, and the great hatred."; (Hosea 9:7)

Everyone's trying to decide,
where to go when there's no place to hide.
I follow the bombs as they're coming down.
This must have been hallowed ground.

No matter what they decide to have done.
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Burn up the clouds, block out the sun.
My hope is in one they can't bring down.
My soul is in hallowed ground.

I see the fear, it's on the rise.
Let's catch the enemy by surprise.
Burry your treasure where it can't be found.
Burry it deep in hallowed ground.


Gordon Gano: Vocals, Electric Guitar
Brian Ritchie: Electric Bass, Vocals
Victor DeLorenzo: Drums, Vocals

Produced by Mark Van Hecke
Recorded at Secret Sound Studio, New York City

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