Scotch Corner lyrics

See them in the road house

See them in the road house

Drifting out of sight

And taking voice of happiest days

Wounded through the night

Some look for silence

Some look for silence

Somewhere to hide

Some take the chances

To single sight

This man look like a turtle

That life had worn to bits

His eyes were full of wisdom

For his mind was full of shit

God gave him nothing

Just let it die

The pockets are empty

Something inside

It's good to see a human

Too glad to be afraid

Between the nights efficient

And truck with steady rate

All lips are scarlet

All hair is tied

My love has sorrow

I know she tried

Remember sons of poverty

That turns the frame for friends

That can't be heard by

Anyone at all

Come take us angels

Who care them all

God made us care us

Two hearts of gold

• Artist:Maná