Оригинальный текст песни Cvlt Fiction
Murphy came to me and
said,
“Itʼs been a long day.”
He said, “Iʼve got 27
superstitions and theyʼre
all about me.
When it
comes to the language
that I speak, the worst
things come in threeʼs
or
years.”
Heavy is the rain like a
missile on the way
We will never tame the
lions on the range
So let them roam like lions
on the range
Ignorance is only bliss
If you donʼt give a shit
(youʼre always in the way)
What could go wrong
Will go wrong
If you play along
The law you wrote
Is like a note given to the
dead
Heavy is the rain like a
missile on the way
We will never tame the
lions on the range
So let them roam like lions
on the range
I wanna be the greater fool
and do what I can tillʼ I tie
the noose
I wanna be the greater fool
and do what I can tillʼ I tie
the noose
Heavy is the rain like a
missile on the way
We will never tame the
lions on the range
So let them roam like lions
on the range
We will never tame lions
on the range
I wanna be the greater fool
But we will never tame the
lions on the range
So let them roam like lions
on the range