Born in sheep's blood, plain and simple Washed out of my mother's temple All around, I heard them laughing As father sheep had stood there calving Black
When I am worried and I can't sleep I count my blessing instead of sheep And I fall asleep counting my blessings When my bankroll is gettin' small I
Voy a platicar lo que me pasa en la cama Cuando ya es de noche Y yo me acuesto sin nada Sin nada de sueno y cuento mil borregos Y sueno con la crisis
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out There may be dogs about I've looked
I have an addiction - I can't stop killing Ending peoples lives is so fulfilling A burning urge to murder makes me mad Mutilating and defiling every victim
Kill comfort kill Im an infidel A simple sound A scream to the sky Slam-sacharine sam Pushing my pram With your harlequin words You turned and
Sheep shaggers.... Went up in the hills, We was on a binge, Look for some pubs and up some minge. Couldn't find us no beer, We just found sheep, So fuckin
Sometimes I get so angry with the simple life they lead The shepherds smile seems to confirm my fears They've never questioned anything, they've never
The way you look depends on Where you go, what you do Sing along the right song Celebrate your spiritual youth Don't mind, being you Follow trends like
Oh Shepherd, Oh Shepherd or The Sheep are in the Wilderness Oh shepherd, oh shepherd will you come home Will you come home, will you come home? Oh shepherd
I've got all of the symptoms and I don't know wrong from right I resist the itemized list but it seems so hard tonight I don't want to be a sheep just
Harmlessly passing your time in the grassland away Only dimly aware of a certain unease in the air You better watch out There may be dogs about I've
I've got nothing in my head, got a floor for a bed. My future's at the bottom of a teacup I've got half a pair of shoes and no time to lose. I'm wondering
Well you came up short when you staked your claim to fame When you walked downtown and you anted up to their game They said to set your throwaway feelings
Shepherd, Your sheep are weary Cold and tired, battered and bruised and torn And Shepherd, Your sheep are hungry We got what we wanted but we still need
Voy a platicar lo que me pasa en la cama cuando ya es de noche y yo me acuesto sin nada... Sin nada de sueno y cuento mil borregos y sueno con la crisis
Voy a platicar lo que me pasa en la cama, cuando ya es de noche y yo me acuesto sin nada, sin nada de sueno y cuento mil borregos y sueno con la crisis