Coming Soon - Wolves In The City lyrics

Nothing is good there And the air is bitter It makes it hard to breathe And harder to make a move It's been a six month ride Since the end of the war And men there lie with guns in their arms Welcome to unspeakable town : A land for raving maniacs Who have the law on their side Well, I learnt to cope with that Some are living by hope; Some are hooked on chance; Some are slaves of blood Well, straight-face me and pull me hard : I'm riding through the land of Nod I'm riding through the land of Nod I'm riding through the land of Nod Can't you hear Abel from above ? Nothing is plain there And nothing's really clear When they came to take a man And finally shot his dog Five months have been. Yeah Murderous years For men to live along With them crystal fears Fine unspeakable streams ! The land of raving creeps Is now mine for days and weeks So I got used to the smell Some, it gets them down; But some, it horns them well I can't remember clear The curious music that I hear : Living in the land of Nod Living in the land of Nod Living in the land of Nod And Cain's awaited to say grace