Aye and a bit of mackerel, settler rack and down
Ran it down by the home and I flew
Well, I slapped me and I flopped it down in the shade
And I cried, cried, cried
The fear a fallen down had taken, never back the raise
And then cried Mary and took out wi' your Claymore
Right outta a' pocket, I ran down, down the mountainside
Back on Battlin the fiery horde that was falling around the feet
Never, he cried, Never shall ye get me alive
Ye rotten hound of the burnie crew
Well, I snatched fer the blade and a Claymore cut and thrust
And I fell down before him 'round his feet, aye
A roar, he cried
From the bottom of his heart
That I would nay fall but as dead
Dead as I can by a' feet, d'ya ken?
And the wind cried Mary
Pink Floyd - Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict Şarkı Sözüne henüz yorum yapılmamış. Pink Floyd - Several Species Of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together In A Cave And Grooving With A Pict şarkı sözüne ilk yorumu siz yaparak katkıda bulunabilirsiniz.;