Voodoocult Cliffhunger on a Bloody Sunday Letras:
I just remember the day when I travelled to the
smaller island They ferry so full of lunatics...in
a disco, in a grotto. I was riving in extremes and
ecstasy In the early morning hours, I stole a
hunter's jeep he was a birdshooter and I stole his
gun, so I drove to mushroomrock to shoot some
birds when I walked down to the sea I saw a
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cliffhanger mistook him for a bird shot him four
times he was falling into the sea I felt like a
bloody film giggling and throwing the gun into the
sun back on the ferry, I drank tons of water to
clear my head, flew back and home north End of
story. I hope it wasn't true. I still sing "I
don't like Sundays!" and in honour of memory I
can't sleep, still feeling like butcher's
knife...bad feelings eat me daily Cliffhanger on a
bloody sunday!
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