Stan Ridgway - Man of Stone Lyrics
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Man of Stone
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What Are The Lyrics For Man of Stone By Stan Ridgway?
It could have been a million years ago or maybe yesterday
I crawled out of this wilderness, a debt I had to pay I must have tipped the scales somewhere way back Never saw the seeds I'd sewn So now I travel backwards looking for a man of stone A foggy night, a neon light... I've seen him standing there Movin' where the shadows creep no he never did play fair And one night I almost got him, but I knew you'd tapped my phone And communication is dangerous, lookin' for a man of stone With Juan in Argentina I thought I saw him in the street In a seaplane over Hydra he sat in the captain's seat And I've chased him from the Colosseum down the Spanish steps in Rome And history just gets hazy lookin' for a man of stone In the mornin' out your I saw him leanin' on a tree Wearin' a snappy suit of grey and then he motioned to me He pointed with his finger, as if to say my soul he owned But I had sold that long ago to you lookin' for a man of stone Now I sit in this burnt out barn they call The Raven's Nest Drinkin' bloody monkeys, your name tattooed on my chest Sometimes I think of Juan or you or sometimes I think of hime And sometimes I don't think of anything but lookin' for (that's right) a man of stone |
Who Wrote Man of Stone By Stan Ridgway?
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What's The Duration Of The Man of Stone By Stan Ridgway?The duration of Man of Stone is 3:47 minutes and seconds. |
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