paroles de chanson True Believers - The Black Angels
In
the
middle
of
the
holding
out
Nobody
will
be
dropped
out
Except
fake
gods
whose
faux
pas
are
offsetting
bets
Well,
who
knows,
yeah,
who
knows
which
birds
will
be
left
To
sing
and
sing
and
sing
for
me?
Well,
who
knows
which
birds
will
be
left
for
me?
Harry
came
to
me
in
the
month
of
August
Mary
loves
Sally
the
most
Maybe
Buddha
is
the
true
son
of
God's
kiss
Maybe,
you'll
never
know
"Woo-hoo"
they
sang
as
they
crossed
the
river
"Woo-hoo"
they
said
as
they
prayed
to
Jesus
Woo-hoo,
the
walls
fell
on
Jericho
Well,
who
knows,
yeah,
who
knows
which
birds
will
be
left
To
sing
and
sing
and
sing
for
me?
Yeah,
who
knows
which
birds
will
be
left
for
me?
Well,
no
one
knows
"Woo-hoo"
they
yelled
when
they
came
to
Mecca
Beat
them
as
they
go
"Woo-hoo"
they
said
as
they
read
the
vedas
Leave
them,
let
them
go
Spinning
sufi's
on
their
heads
Are
hearing
tones
of
wisdom
Devilish
women
warning
men
of
their
actions
Now
bring
them
to
you
and
me
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