Hit the Ground Songtext
von Greenland Whalefishers
Hit the Ground Songtext
Born in heaven, then I fell
Through the skies and down to hell
Since then I′ve been messing around
All I know about the truth
Is rock 'n roll attitude
Snapshots of heaven, then back to the ground
I feel the end′s so fucking near
The judgement day's around here
Perspiration on my back
Like a good old angst attack
Hemp rope around my neck
Have a sit son
Don't cry, there′s no reason
Death′s just another season
When this life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing will last forever my son
It′s been a long run
Loads of crazy fun
A couple of depressions
Now i feel it's overthrown
Dry your eyes my blue eyed son
Raise your fist, hit the ground
The darkness hanging over me
Feeling like a refugee
Always reptiles around the apple trees
Like a one week GW Tour
Footsteps in the corridor
Feels just like Lucifer is waiting for me
Come on age and set me free
My last Jim Beam is empty
Even life makes no sense
Boy I′m not under influence
Come and take my hands
Have a sit son
Don't cry, there′s no reason
Death's just another season
When this life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing will last forever my son
It′s been a long run
Loads of crazy fun
A couple of depressions
Now i feel it′s overthrown
Dry your eyes my blue eyed son
Raise your fist, hit the ground
Through the skies and down to hell
Since then I′ve been messing around
All I know about the truth
Is rock 'n roll attitude
Snapshots of heaven, then back to the ground
I feel the end′s so fucking near
The judgement day's around here
Perspiration on my back
Like a good old angst attack
Hemp rope around my neck
Have a sit son
Don't cry, there′s no reason
Death′s just another season
When this life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing will last forever my son
It′s been a long run
Loads of crazy fun
A couple of depressions
Now i feel it's overthrown
Dry your eyes my blue eyed son
Raise your fist, hit the ground
The darkness hanging over me
Feeling like a refugee
Always reptiles around the apple trees
Like a one week GW Tour
Footsteps in the corridor
Feels just like Lucifer is waiting for me
Come on age and set me free
My last Jim Beam is empty
Even life makes no sense
Boy I′m not under influence
Come and take my hands
Have a sit son
Don't cry, there′s no reason
Death's just another season
When this life is done, done, done
Let's face it, nothing will last forever my son
It′s been a long run
Loads of crazy fun
A couple of depressions
Now i feel it′s overthrown
Dry your eyes my blue eyed son
Raise your fist, hit the ground
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