Текст песни Skull Of Your Country (feat. Cian Coey) - Meat Loaf feat. Cian Coey
                                                How 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                bury 
                                                the 
                                                skull 
                                                of 
                                                your 
                                                country?
 
                                    
                                
                                                How 
                                                do 
                                                you 
                                                bury 
                                                    a 
                                                nation 
                                                of 
                                                fears?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Where 
                                                you 
                                                gonna 
                                                hide 
                                                your 
                                                love 
                                                through 
                                                long 
                                                years 
                                                of 
                                                dying?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Give 
                                                me 
                                                    a 
                                                tombstone 
                                                and 
                                                    a 
                                                wreath 
                                                of 
                                                all 
                                                your 
                                                tears
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                black 
                                                day 
                                                dawning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                There's 
                                                    a 
                                                corpse 
                                                in 
                                                mourning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                your 
                                                tin 
                                                can 
                                                graveyard
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                your 
                                                tin 
                                                foil 
                                                savior
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                are 
                                                drones 
                                                on 
                                                fire 
                                                screaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                There 
                                                are 
                                                bloodshot 
                                                rivers 
                                                steaming
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                Let 
                                                the 
                                                final 
                                                dance 
                                                begin 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                We're 
                                                outlaw 
                                                sons 
                                                now
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                blood 
                                                on 
                                                the 
                                                highways
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                new 
                                                war 
                                                each 
                                                day
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                skies 
                                                are 
                                                hungry
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around
 
                                    
                                
                                                For 
                                                the 
                                                end 
                                                is 
                                                thirsty
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                                                Turn 
                                                around, 
                                                bright 
                                                eyes!
 
                                    
                                
                            1 Who Needs The Young
2 Loving You's A Dirty Job (But Somebody's Gotta Do It) [feat. Stacy Michelle]
3 Souvenirs
4 Only When I Feel
5 More
6 Godz
7 Skull Of Your Country (feat. Cian Coey)
8 Train Of Love
9 I Would Do Anything for Love (But I Won't Do That) [Songwriter Demo] [Bonus Track]
10 Dirty Water (Songwriter Demo) [Bonus Track]
11 Prize Fight Lover (Songwriter Demo) [Bonus Track]
12 Who Needs the Young (Songwriter Demo) [Bonus Track]
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