Текст песни Bustle and Flow - The Dead Daisies

In my head let the black bird fly
Let it take my breath and i wonder why
Pretty little thing, now it's time to go
I wanna downswing, in the bustle and flow

I come to my senses
In a lost stampede
I gotta burn down the fences
Won't you let it bleed?

Now it's time to break
Gotta get my shield
I'm in an earthquake
On the battlefield
Yeah we are one in the rodeo
In the white chateau in the bustle and flow

So alone with my alibi
In the zone in the traffic make a grown man cry
There's a spoon in the attic and an empty chair
It's so dramatic, won't you hear my prayer

I come to my senses
In a lost stampede
I gotta burn down the fences
Won't you let it bleed?

Now it's time to break, I gotta get my shield
I'm in earthquake
On the battlefield
We are one in the rodeo
In the white chateau in the bustle and flow

Now it's time to go break i gotta get my shield
I'm in an earthquake on the battlefield
We are one in the rodeo
In the white chateau in the bustle and flow