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Opus Kink
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Opus Kink
Composer
Angus Rogers
Songwriter
Fin Abbo
Songwriter
Jack Banjo Courtney
Songwriter
Jazz Pope
Songwriter
Jed Morgan
Songwriter
Sam Abbo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Opus Kink
Producer
Peter Miles
Producer
Tekst Utworu
You lean your teeth against the rail and push
You close your eyes and let the sewage wash
Over and into every blessed crack
Barely holding out for the coming sack
And that's just how it is, hate to tell you
How it will be
And no one's ever deserved more than you to be set free
The faint knocking of kingdom come
When only God knows what you've done
Sweet nothing in the desert sun
With the promise of a glass bead under your tongue
And that's just how it is, oh, baby
How it will be, yeah!
And no one's ever deserved more than you to be set free
You could have someone
We had plans for you
Oh, cimb to the back seat
We'll all go smiling to
The dust, the dust, the dust, the dust
The dust, the dust, the dust, the dust
Master, I'm coming home
The dust, the dust, the dust, the dust
The dust, the dust
Master, we're on our way home
The dust, the dust
Master, I'm coming home
The dust, the dust
Oh, master, I'm coming
And that's just what he said, babe
When they pulled him from the car
"Do not cry for these children"
It was written in the stars (It was written in the stars)
And that's just how it is, baby
How it will be
And no one's ever deserved more than me to be set free
Writer(s): Eva Petersen, Greg Mighall, Joseph Edwards, Mathew Gregory
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