Paroles:
Black Mountain

Out in Black Mountain a child will smack your face I'm saying out on Black Mountain a child will smack your face The babies cryin' for liquor, and all

Not so far from the wide dragonland Where the valleys breathe the smell of dark gate Dargor is marching with the poor Airin There where dark has ruled

might like to see it but it never does show Like a wind in the valley that never does blow Like the grass in the back you never did mow It's a black

K-hole at the Dali Seeing the unknown Well it might have been a molly 'Cause my mind's being blown Take the escalator to the next floor Such a strong

It's a cold gray shame So, I'm under a mountain Stuck to this mattress Perfume and Valium Oh what a lovely contraction So, I'm under a mountain Stuck

on the wild end of wonder And mother nature's fountain They rode up on the thunder These wild men from the mountains These wild men from the mountains

Children play softly around the explosions Tearing up shrapnel, wrapped up in clothing And I am left waiting for the doctor to sell Ten thousand one hundreths

Don't run alone on the stadium walls cross the river. Treacherous beasts walk in pairs hand in hand by the shore Wisdom forgot them so they became trouble

Oh come on, lay your halo down Well angels, lay your arms around Now every city's seen the setting sun Call 'em kicks, you know they just begun So come