Creeper Lagoon - Dead Man Saloon Lyrics

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Dead Man Saloon

Dead Man Saloon Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Dead Man Saloon By Creeper Lagoon?
running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her
cool down so you can sleep tonight/ holding dear to the lifeless champagne/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again/ tripping out by yourself/ on the great plains/ go and catch all the falling airplanes/ gonna tear that stadium down/ to the ground/ forever asleep/ my soul will keep/ no one hears from the star crossed dry room/ gotta run can wait i'll die soon/ gonna turn my amplifier on/ like a bell calms me down/ the guitar sound/ running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her cool down so you can sleep tonight/ holding dear to the lifeless champagne/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again/ i am afraid of the things you do to me/ gonna stand on a hill of sapphire/ son clara who writes in black fire/ gonna turn that orchestra on/ like a bell/ calms me down/ the cello sound/ running down to the dead man saloon/ drinks are wild in the afternoon/ let her cool down so you can sleep tonight/ she has left you with no sustain/ you are slowing down so you can be free again |
Who Wrote Dead Man Saloon By Creeper Lagoon?
Ian Sefchick, Sharky Laguana
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What's The Duration Of The Dead Man Saloon By Creeper Lagoon?The duration of Dead Man Saloon is 3:29 minutes and seconds. |
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