Текст песни From Hell to Breakfast - English

Count your blessings
But not before they hatch
Don't spend your karma
Like today is your last
She said
Boy you better keep your chin held high
And burn your bridges wisely 'fore you hit the sky

Cross your heart strings
And stick that needle in your eye
Choose your own hill
On which you want to die
Don't lose yourself going ass over ambition
Cuz let me tell you one thing baby

Send your love out from hell to breakfast
Sow your wild oats to kingdom come
Send your love out
From hell to breakfast
Sow your wild oats
To kingdom come
To kingdom come
To kingdom come