GBH - Unanswered Prayers lyrics
[GBH - Unanswered Prayers lyrics]
And waited for the book
But the writer didn't care none
No he didn't give a F f f f
Fortune squandered he's drugged up bad
They called him insane the called him a fag
Somewhere in the city unanswered prayers
Somewhere in the city one man, one man dared
He's got 'em searching the attic
And tearing down walls emptying cupboards
And ripping up floors i know it's here
A secret told i'll tell ya it's true man
It's literate gold
Slurring speech in interviews
Looking a little fat bloodshot eyes
Don't forget the hat i know it's here
A secret told i tell ya' it's true man
Only he knows only he knows
Only he knows where to bulldoze