Lyrics

There's a dead man's hand Floating in the sky Big nose people passing by Crusing around on a mountain of air Crusing around cause Till they can land somewhere Won't someone take away these blues It's a shame but when I lose, I lose I can't survive too much spider jive I'm just about hanging on Oh, Lord, don't make a poor boy run It ain't easy living under a gun Insanity's keeping me company Insanity's on the loose Yes, insanity's on the loose There's an angel of madness And she's bringing me down She won't rest until I'm in the ground I'll keep searching everywhere I go Find the answers that no one knows You can't paint pictures On a scarecrow's hat Cause everybody's nobody And that's a fact Rich man, poor man, no one is safe. You can try all you want, but you can't escape
Writer(s): Andy Fairweather Low Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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