Låttexter:
Moris

Dickheads shit-talk, huddled single-file First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheads or mourn a murdered friend who will never walk a mile in

Dickheads shit-talk huddled and single-file. First-world frat-boys and prairie skinheads who will never walk a mile or mourn a murdered friend in this

Watch you when you say, what you are And when you blame everyone, you broke again Watch you change the frame or watch you when you Take your aim at the

One day, I woke up, I woke up knowing Today is the day I will die Cash dog was barkin', went to the park and Enjoyed it one last time I called my mother

I love the way you look tonight With your hair hangin' down on your shoulders And I love the way ya dance your slow sweet tango The way ya wanna do everything

Mae hiraeth yn y mor a'r mynydd maith Mae hireath mewn distawrwydd ac mewn can Mewn murmur dyfroedd ar dragywydd daith Yn oriau'r machlud ac yn fflamau

Eternal Father strong to save Whose arm has bound the restless wave Who bids the mighty ocean deep It's own appointed limits keep O hear us when we cry

The fans were whirlin' Like the blades of a 'copter Liftin' into the skies above some foreign land Soaked with the bodies of so many friends Johnny waved

To really love a woman, to understand her You gotta know her deep inside Hear every thought, see every dream An' give her wings when she wants to fly