Vigilante Songtext
von Fat Dog
Vigilante Songtext
It′s fucking Fat Dog, baby!
It was the light at the beginning of time
It was the light at the end of time
The light is at the center
Even in your darkest hour, look for the light
And it will be there
I was there to watch the first wretched cells of existence tear themselves apart
As the tides came in and froze and thawed
And the cracks of the Earth opened Gaping maws screaming at their own being
I was there when the first Beasts dragged their swollen bellies onto the beaches
Before the light of the Sun
Before the light of the Sun had even reached the Earth to burn their flesh
I watched the first man draw blood from the second man
Saw the first death and the failure of flesh
The failure of flesh against flesh
We are all just dogs
Gnashing our teeth at the moon!
Granny tights on my head
The Vigilante want you all fucking dead
You wanna smoke, you want one more
I'll break your wrists– don′t care about the law
Now I'm runnin' runnin′ from the cops
A snooker ball inside my daddy′s socks
A Vigilante in my bed
Return the tools to my Nan's shed
It was the light at the beginning of time
It was the light at the end of time
The light is at the center
Even in your darkest hour, look for the light
And it will be there
I was there to watch the first wretched cells of existence tear themselves apart
As the tides came in and froze and thawed
And the cracks of the Earth opened Gaping maws screaming at their own being
I was there when the first Beasts dragged their swollen bellies onto the beaches
Before the light of the Sun
Before the light of the Sun had even reached the Earth to burn their flesh
I watched the first man draw blood from the second man
Saw the first death and the failure of flesh
The failure of flesh against flesh
We are all just dogs
Gnashing our teeth at the moon!
Granny tights on my head
The Vigilante want you all fucking dead
You wanna smoke, you want one more
I'll break your wrists– don′t care about the law
Now I'm runnin' runnin′ from the cops
A snooker ball inside my daddy′s socks
A Vigilante in my bed
Return the tools to my Nan's shed
Writer(s): Chris Hughes, Joe John Love Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com