Sheepdog by Mando Diao

I aim at the first one who�ll dare to stand still Oh Lord, you�re tension is making me ill You�ve got no friends in your home, you�ll got no family stone You can�t go: Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Everyone, in every town, on every boat, on every trip, the multi-talanted strip, Will gather �round you with coke and pain The trees, ain�t no doubt about The seeds, I had no thought about No, Yeah Yeah Yeah

Don�t know why I can�t locate this feeling, that I would rather be with you It makes no sense, your crying out loud, that I may love you This stress is wasting my emotions that I would rather be with you Don�t let them closer to this secret... that I may love you

Take �em outa west, take �em outa height, take �em on a sweet ride Those little angels are numbered nine The colored TV once shined on desolation 15 They�ve got it! Yeah Yeah Yeah Bust �em in the light, bust �em in the light, BUST �EM IN THE DAYLIGHT They ain�t worthy being named as thieves One of those shorties said hi up to the abbot who died The rebound, Yeah Yeah Yeah

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Now hear the bluebird whistle hymns like �I would rather heal your wounds� now hear the dark gun punching out, that I may love you