...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead - Eight Days of Hell lyrics
[...And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead - Eight Days of Hell lyrics]
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
Oh bloody hell 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 neds
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