AND YOU WILL KNOW US BY THE TRAIL OF DEAD - Eight Days Of Hell lyrics

rate me

Wasting away the better part of the day

In the bus on the docks of the UK

We walked down the street on that all Hallows Eve

But couldn't wait to get back to the US of A

The torture of eight days straight

Without sight of your face is so frightening

Hoping to make it straight

Or find signs of a bite that won't fade like poison

In London we played half an hour a day

For a house full of Feds who are wanting us dead

In Glasgow and Leeds we find signs of relief

An escape from our grief with a fistful of E's

Eight day hell

You're in an eight day hell