[Lyric] Tommy Hawk (Riding The Low)

Tommy Hawk
The world is now awaiting down to you
And all that jinx in the bedroom
Tommy, boy
It's a dark situation, right enough
But does it all come down to you
Tommy how
It's a wedding invitation
Tommy don't
The settling strummers won't silence all the grave

You can never underestimate the cunning of a snake
I'd like to trust the better side of human nature
Well to beat me Tommy Hawk you need three solid days

But does she know
All the places your heart has ever seen
But does she pay the price to know
Tommy Hawk
Your ancestors arе screaming
Did you know
You pass on all your suffering and leanings whеn you breed
Tommy how, Tommy you, Tommy, no
Your ancestors are screaming through the ceiling
Tommy, wow
Stop your dreaming, Tommy boy
These eyes won't make the weekend
If I don't lay the ground
You can never underestimate the cunning of a snake
I'd like to trust the better side of human nature
I'd like to think my ancestors endured the beatings
So I could make the weekend

So when your cavalry arrives
To take out all the dead
The silence and the screaming cease to be
In a casket lies a love
The love of all the dead ones
The loved ones on the death rite
My lovelies
It's my last chance to feed them
And breed them, then eat them alive
To beat them, Tommy knows

You can never underestimate the cunning of a snake
I'd like to trust the better side of human nature
I'd like to think my ancestors endured the beatings