Off the coasts of blackness
There are troops backed up
Smoking their backpacks
Testing the rocks for radio
I suppose
It's a good clean wrestling
A whipped up waiting line
It's a fast exploration
A loving bumber crop of raw power
The new juice
Ask them
1 | Will You Show Me Your Gold? |
2 | Alone Stinking And Unafraid |
3 | Plainskin |