BLOOD

 

Roam, suckers, roam through the markets of Chin Pau

With you races full of hope and your pockets full of dollars

Roam, suckers, roam with the freedom of life blood

Sucking face with grace in a love that's blessed by turmoil

 

Mourn, sucker, mourn 'cause you spit on family blood

And you turned your back on Momma, she never turned her back on you

Mourn, sucker, mourn with your shoulder slinging nine

And that bullet by your heart which your brother broke on purpose

Roam, sucker, roam

 

Laugh, sucker, laugh, 'cause revenge is blood that boils

And the reason why it is is the reason why we're here

Laugh, sucker, laugh 'cause your life's a twisted mess

Let's look back in anger to how we got here

Roam, sucker, roam

 

Oh, precious blood

Relinquishing its hold on what's to be

Oh precious blood

New day rising bloody still blood still bloody still

Blood flows through our veins

 

Picture - "Blood Heart" by Philip Roberts

Dave - vocals, guitars

Brian - bass, engineering, mixing

Andy - drums, percussion

Ian - mastering