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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Don't Sing |
| Album: | Swoon | Genres: | Rock |
| Year: | 1984 |
Length: | 233 sec |
Lyrics:
An outlaw stand in a peasant land In every face see Judas The burden of love is so strange The stubborn beast and the whiskey priest Are hiding from the captains The burden of love is so plain Are they happy to see you? No You always bring trouble Cast a shadow on Mexico Denial doesn't change facts Like most I'll come when I want things done Please God don't let that change The anguish of love at long range Should've been a doctor, oh Then they can see what they're getting
Oh no, don't blame Mexico That's the feast that the whisky priest may yet have to forego They ask for more than you bargained for and then they ask for more Oh no, don't blame Mexico That's the feast that the whisky priest may yet have to forego Rob me of colour and make the sound duller, but never go away
Through teeth of sharks the Autumn barks And Winter squarely bites me Don't ever do this again Dawn breaks in the southern states And blindfolded he rests The burden of love's last request
That's the feast that the whisky priest may yet have to forego Oh no, don't blame Mexico They ask for more than you bargained for and then they ask for more Oh no, don't blame Mexico That's the feast that the whisky priest may yet have to forego They ask for more than you bargained for and then they ask for more Rob me of colour and make the sound duller, but never go away
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