The Sky Is Falling Lyrics – Junkhouse
Singer: Junkhouse
Title: The Sky Is Falling
Death march on the highway
Religion locked up in a Ford
She runs on purple Jesus
Catholic marijuana swords
Givin’ head in revolution
Lyin’ on my floor
I don’t need to see those arrows
Burning at my door
And the sky is falling
Baby on you
I was digging up diseases
When I came across your bones
Tied up to a radio
I marched the streets of Rome
Telephoned long distance
To see if you survived
A dead dog brought the bad news
And it came as no surprise
And the sky is falling
Baby on you
When it’s heavy I just turn my back
Come again when twenty years have passed
Don’t need no angel looking up my past
I’m still
I’m still so free
There’s music in thе madhouse
Piazzolla locked in chains
A heavy South Amеrican
Still fighting for his name
Me and all my children
Hit the robbery game
I knew his face like my own son’s
I can’t forget the shame
And the sky is falling
Said the sky is falling
Said the sky is falling
Baby on you
On you
Baby on you, yeah
On you, yeah
On you, yeah
Said now baby, on you
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