Caught in the eye of a storm Where we are born No truth is spoken...
Damn good, mr. jam Melted pat knows where she's at She's copping a buzz On...
Taped on my shoulder Turned round to see her Gowns made of satin She started...
but nobody sees you you're out on the edge but you're not in danger because...
Take a pinch of white man Wrap him up in black skin Add a touch...
Sioux: vocals, droma-derian, finger cymbals severin: bass, rhythm box Chasing...
Sin in my heart Sin in my heart...... Sin in...
Transcribed by reverend straynge <straynge1@earthlink.net> The woods and the town...
Coronets rest on a death's head mask No-one is safe...
In the soil of out sadness Hear our hearts bell...
You dip your hands into my flesh And say you...
Sioux: vocals, camera Severin: synthesizers, rhythm box Budgie: drums She...
Alone and left to ponder everything Alone and left to...
(2 minutes silence) ...in flanders fields The poppies grow Between...
Clouds roll by overhead Like giant rays coast a dried...