Lyrics
Hang 'em High
Van Halen lyrics
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Somewhere Lost it in a turn Trouble seems to fit him like a glove First come, first served He's serving it back Travels light, without a pack, without love Chorus: He comes from nowhere Returns on his own Late for the hanging Yes he's heading for the moon Hang `em High Leather, across his thighs Blasting out the night He's terrified to drive One eye on the road Crashed upon his head One ear to the ground He's listening to the dead Chorus Alone to himself He's laughing up his sleeve Looking back in anger The city is relieved Vision of light Child of the night Passing by Return to Van Halen lyrics |
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