Bulls

Thieves on the promenade Down on the disco floor Drink deep the bitter tea I'm sleepin' through the war Cash in the broken hands Pockets seen better scores Well, I built a house like this I'm sleepin' through the war I'm married to my boredom No man's afraid of gore I'm drivin' 'round my worries I'm sleepin' through the war Cash in the broken hands Pockets seen better scores But I built a house like this I'm sleepin' through the war Bulls on the back of the bus Hands on the fan Bulls on the back of the bus Hands on the fen Thanks for watchin'