Тексты песен The Walkabouts

Rules of the game Have gone and changed Snapped! Somethin' snapped! Dog kings Flesh dreams Death's tune High noon Wild talk, wild talk The flame I breathe Flame I breathe Acetylene! Ventriloquist Earn

Trying hard to remember your voice it seems so faraway all choked up by the heat and the dust it seems so faraway I'm gonna give you a call, from this air conditioned bar gonna give it one more crack

I waited all day And it seemed like one day too many To find out who knows what And why all the gallons are hanging Deadmen are sneaking Over thr hills Something forgotten Is going on there still I wa