U.S. Royalty piosenki

I slept in hills of wheat and pine Too many years have passed me by I come down from the mountain They offered me their finest wine We danced and drank to pass the time I come down from the mountain And as the light crept up in the hills I headed off...

Somewhere in the distance The radio's beckoning me on i feel i'm right back there with you again I wonder if your listening Does it make you think about the time we ran out laughing in the summer rain I'm caught up in the monday blues I can barely take m...

Ain't got no money for your pretty things Don't need no pity just listen to me Girl you got taste but you got lyin eyes There's a strong desert wind And its creepin, creepin in Across the waves across the sky The taste, on your lips Feel the blood drip...