Concretes, The - Foreign Country lyrics

rate me

he was reaching for my treasure

as I held it high

standing on a stool twelwe feet high

had it made in foreign country

way out east

one on one we all must meet

bend them 'till they bleed

thats all I need, thats all I need

travelling on domestic train

wont lead me astray

that was just an offer I had to, had to take,

I had to take.

thats all, thats all I know.