ready, ready, ready, ready......
tonight the moon hangs low
we walk it
Where do you come from?
You come from anywhere
You
When the alarm goes off another morning black,
you know its
Jeb Rand, running from bullets of his past
Jumping, from
Walking round like a ghost in the world
Taking stock
money money monney worries
I know your worries
Anywhere you go, it's
Murder on the Midnight Wire
Hey man you heard there's murder
Down on the road a shadow will fall
Your crown
The rocky red ocean (ohhh), the news of arrival (ohhh),
Suburban boys in Cadillacs, slamming doors to foreign soundtracks
Bad DJ..
Said it's wrong but you know that,
The look on
I'm on the rocky road
Heading down off the mountain