Gavin Friday
앨범 : Each Man Kills The Thing He Loves

Twenty years ago I was just a boy... time goes so slow when you're havin' fun... my favourite stars are out tonight. so I feel somewhat justified, another excuse to confuse, abuse and forget mys
Here I go... now I know... show me the river to drown all my sorrows... another blow on the bruise. another blow on the bruise. one touch of darkness and you know where you are. for this is my,
D true friend... and you know old friends are the best friends 'cause they know just who you are... they take you to a place where you can hide your disgrace and leave you all alone... swing low
Wing high... my friends I never cry.
Way down... deep low... to the place where we must go... another blow on the bruise. another blow on the bruise... I'm just the once upon a time man, inviting you to a dream of mine. so welcome,
T you come now? but just take your time and when you go back with those stories you gotta tell, just remember my heaven is another man's hell... the door is always open, the door is never closed
Nd the story is never told... so... show me the river to drown all my sorrows... another blow on the bruise, another blow on the bruise.
You can take me in, throw me out, cut me up, shut me out... nothing you do or say will change my ways. I've been there before and I've come back for more... so ya all gotta sing... singalong now
Swing low! swing high! my friends I never cry. way down! deep low! to the place where you must go... to the place where you must go... another blow on the bruise. another blow on the bruise.