The Foreigner
Velvet Hands
It's a dead zone, dead zone,
You must go back
There's no path for you to walk around
When they see you down the street
With your french cigar
You better pray, man, or learn how to run
Muscles and big claws
The jungle law
What a bad routine we have in here
Bad seeds, cursed roots
Among the concrete
Good manners won't save your soul
You better go, better run for your soul
To battle on, better grow up a beard
You better go far away from this place
To battle on, better grow up a beard
It's a dead zone, dead zone,
You must go back
There's no path for you to walk around
When they see you down the street
With your pompadour
You better pray, man, or learn how to run
You better go, better run for your soul
To battle on, better grow up a beard
You better go far away from this place
To battle on, better grow up a beard
Twisted landscape, end of line
There's no path for you to walk around
When they see you down the street
With your punch-drunk love
You better pray, man,
Or learn how to punch
You tried to drag, tried to drag me to hell
And i refused, i don't need any help
You tried to drag, tried to drag me to hell
I have a long road ahead with myself
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