The meaning of the words I've found it in the yard I think it gets so hard ...But I was skipping the morning I read the holy bible from the start to the end I kept so many friends and all my pencils are burning wine-cold red wine and I cry the days are getting high and I smile the nerds are making riot a fat priest sings "london calling" in red underwear Jamaican factories banana dreds wine-cold red wine and I cry the days are getting high and I smile the nerds are making riot if I guess the measure of your breast more or less? The crash rides on the splash
Counting Bodies Like Sheep to the Rhythm of the War Drums (radio edit)