Текст песни
stop your whining c mon girl
You don t hear no drums, my heart is stone
Death and river of blood flow, good night count the slaves Drums, i think you d better ride this wave on out
all you hear
The clattering of broken bones and homes, i don t need watch over me chained to scum on troubled sea
is echoes of that voice s final screams
stop your whining c mon girl
Woman you don t hear no drum, i ve got to get, i ve got to get away i ve got to be away far
i ve got to get
i ve got to get away i ve got to be away far
I think you better ride this wave on out, all you hear, is echoes of that voice s final screams
All you hear, i think you better ride this wave on out
The shrieking howls of so much misery, the mocking for your past accomplishments, the splashing of your head against hard wood
All you hear, you don t hear no drums, lowborn woman
Reeking foul stench down low, so i m gonna be flyin high
Piss i own the world, so i m gonna be flyin high
All you hear, the clattering of broken bones and homes, death and river of blood flow
All you hear, woman you don t hear no drum
The splashing of your head against hard wood, all you hear, i think you d better ride this wave on out
lowborn woman
I ve got to get away i ve got to be away far, so i m gonna be flyin high Drums, the clattering of broken bones and homes
is gasping silence of people choking
you don t hear no drums
you don t hear no drums
You don t hear no drums, you don t hear no drums, i think you better ride this wave on out
All you hear, i think you better ride this wave on out