Black Country - Tonstartssbandht

I called my dealer, but he ain’t dealin

A solid soul can be revealing

His set up is on his by-car

It’s on fire

Once more for reverb received in gold

What kind of song could be in my head?

To sell us, we burn this icon

It’s on fire

And we can’t see where it came from

The choice I’ve made can’t be undone

The only train we’ve seen won’t go

I’m losing sleep for being slow

Inside the city inseams

Republic of the Lachine don’t matter

Course you don’t matter

Despite the tremors with we

Our love in blackest country be brighter

Dearest, you flatter me

Be Doobie Brothers were wild

When they wrote «Minute By Minute»

Zwy-on zwy-on be dibbie dee ah

Dip dip dip dip dip dip zwy-on

So don’t you worry bout a thing

The wings I grew are sheltering

The nights we lay together in

This city needs us, we need them