David Achter De Molen - Dirt & Stones lyrics

We've been marching the beat of a different drummer To some he's been seen, while unknown to all others On a day that a ba** line erupts from the seas We'd better attend to the rhythm he gives We've been called by the strings of a different strummer A deafening noise above which none can utter And when the sky suffers that screaming note Abandon all hope Abandon all hope Of staying here Saturday night, Saturday night Lie down with the lions tonight And set it to shake up Saturday night Lie down with the lions tonight and set it to Shake up; Yeah I burn, I burn! The cancer's gone Got shot in the eye last night Oh but it turned on everything, everything So I've been sleeping with a gun in my hand So I've been sleeping Gun in my hand We've been tempted by the lies of a sweet talker Though fair he may seem, he smells thus the fouler Could somebody please take this devil to the outskirts of town And give him a seed that he's sown And cover him with dirt and with stones The cancer's gone Got shot in the eye last night Oh but it turned on everything, everything So I've been sleeping with a gun in my hand So I've been sleeping Gun in my hand The cancer's gone Got shot in the eye last night Oh but it turned on everything, everything So I've been sleeping with a gun in my hand I've been sleeping Gun in my hand