Warren Haynes Lyrics Quiz
Champagne for breakfast and a Sherman in my hand Peached up, peached ale, never fails
Shatter your illusions of love Is it over now do you know how Pick up the pieces and go home
Got the boys in battle face down in the mud On foreign soil trading oil for blood
Strength has always been my enemy Solitude I've known like my own name
With our bodies close together Let the world go by
Advertisement
0 Comments