Teksty:
Dirty Rain Clouds

twelve, no older than seventeen Thrown in like bandits and cast off like criminals All inside the walls on the grounds of Red Wing From the dirty old

Satan Screams congeal in clotted pearl As He unfurls from aching hibernation Stormbringer drums thunder to full Dis orchestra As lighting streaks with fire Black clouds

re guilty of the charges that are coming in Guilty as sin My heart is hit, even when, you are far away I look to the sky, and ask the clouds to rain

'm still running around in here I'm still waiting to see I'm still running around in here I'm still looking for me Now this big dirty cloud is gonna rain

a soldier sighs again And thinks about his kids and English beer Pulls on his boots again And steps into the pissing rain And the clouds look just like dirty

and the blues. All : When a Dixieland band gets up on the stand You'll hear the trombones slide and start to ride So make 'em play those dirty Dirty hurdy

, carry these words over the sea Tell her that I'm thinking of her - does she ever think of me? Out in the drizzle of the dirty rain, I walk the square

m gonna drive I'm gonna drive To the edge of this-uh world I'm goin' through a desert across a plain To the lonely mountain full of cloud and rain Gonna

don't see wat you doing to me? Can't you see you are ruining me? [Verse 3:] Remember dreams of a marriage horse and baby carriage Clouds real bright no rain