Black Crows' Country Songtext - Hyacinth House

Black Crows' Country - Hyacinth House

Roadrunners rolling through this barter town
Solution, pollution just give your contribution
Woke up in a havoc by the drag queen's blues
Look at gambling jack having dinner through his eyes

Ride, ride, ride creep inside or blossom out
Ride, ride, ride I'm a raven in crows' country

Same old cold but different names
I called up a believer, a prowler and a saint
She's roaring out the past, she's roaring out the man
And I can't get you out of my head

Ride, ride, ride creep inside or blossom out
Ride, ride, ride I'm a raven in crows' country

Ride, ride, ride creep inside or blossom out
Ride, ride, ride I'm a raven in crows' country

I'm a raven in crows' country


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