Lyrics Nobody's Fault - Testament
[S.
Tyler,
B.
Whitford]
[Aerosmith
Cover]
Lord
I
must
be
dreamin'
What
else
could
this
be
Everybody's
screamin'
Runnin'
for
the
sea
Holy
lands
are
sinkin'
Birds
take
to
the
sky
The
prophets
are
all
stinkin'
drunk
I
know
the
reason
why
Eyes
are
full
of
desire
Mind
is
so
ill
at
ease
Everything
is
on
fire
Shit
piled
up
to
the
knees
Out
of
rhyme
or
reason
Everyone's
to
blame
Children
of
the
season
Don't
be
lame
Sorry,
you're
so
sorry
Don't
be
sorry
Man
has
known
And
now
he's
blown
it
Upside-down
and
hell's
the
only
sound
We
did
an
awful
job
And
now
they
say
it's
nobody's
fault
Old
St.
Andres
Seven
years
ago
Shove
it
up
their
richters
Redlines
come
and
go
Noblemen
of
courage
Listen
with
their
ears
Spoke
but
how
discouragin'
No
one
really
hears
One
of
these
days
you'll
be
sorry
Too
many
houses
on
the
stilt
Three
million
years
or
just
a
story
Four
on
the
floor
up
to
the
hilt
Out
of
rhyme
or
reason
Everyone's
to
blame
Children
of
the
season
Don't
be
lame
Sorry,
you're
so
sorry
Don't
be
sorry
Man
has
known
And
now
he's
blown
it
Upside-down
and
hell's
the
only
sound
We
did
an
awful
job
And
now
they
say
it's
nobody's
fault
Eyes
are
full
of
desire
Mind
is
so
ill
at
ease
Everything
is
on
fire
Shit
piled
up
in
debris
California
showtime
Five
o'clock's
the
news
Everybody's
concubine
Was
prone
to
take
a
snooze
Sorry,
you're
so
sorry
Don't
be
sorry
Man
has
known
And
now
he's
blown
it
Upside-down
and
hell's
the
only
sound
We
did
an
awful
job
And
now
they
say
it's
nobody's
fault
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