Fire Down Below The Black Sorrows Songtext
von The Black Sorrows

Straight to the bottom
Of the deepest black sea
High on a cargo of bootleg diesoline
Don′t need no morning star
To guide me back to shore
Burn all my blankets,
I won't be home no more

You might need a witness,
Let some angel testify
Burnin′ from the kisses
Of thousand long goodbye
The heat is shimmerin',
It's time to throw the switch
Send off a beacon,
There′s panic on the bridge


Waves above us
Fire down below
Last chance to roll
That memphis domino
Those tanks are gonna blow

Break down the hatches,
There′s a riot goin' on
Someone′s screamin' murder
But the killer′s long gone
Creepin' round the cabin
On your tattooed hands and knees
Tastes like the cure
But hooks like a disease

Can′t see those harbour lights
No streets to roam
Burn all my blankets
I won't be comin' home
Straight to the fire down below

(J. Camilleri N. Smith – Rondor Warner Chappell)