Nothing Important Happened Today
Across the golden desert
Beneath the red-filled sky
There's a place
That I can't describe
From the pissed up peasant
To this fucked up land
Sold and bought
To the man with just one hand
Here's so messed up
But I'm on my way
Vultures eating
Bones decay
If I forget would you wake me up
As I slip outside too late
Nothing important happened today
I see an open saloon
I hear the song they're playing
Deja vue this song I've heard before
Greeted with a buenos dias
By a man dressed in white
Takes two steps
Pulls his gun right across the bar
One-two-three-four-fire!
Here's so messed up
But I'm on my way
Vultures eating
Bones decay
If I forget would you wake me up
As I slip outside too late
Nothing important happened today
Here's so fucked up
But I'm on my way
Vultures eating
Bones decay
If I forget would you wake me up
As I slip outside too late
Nothing important happened today
Autor(es): Idle Bones
