Seventh Day - Mark Lanegan Band

Haul the smoke in my eyes, eyes

A way to find a wicked dive

Go answer the answer’s seventh day

I guess that I’ll be on my way

Going down the streets of gold

Tombstones and bullet holes

I ain’t gonna ride along in danger

And from the palm of wrath

Go ahead to leave it off

On the heads still wandering all a stranger

La la la la la la la, ah La la la la la la la La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la Let the lonely dance begin

As alive ---

If you’re gonna let me in, it’s danger

Don’t you sleep when life begins

Don’t you let the ---

Don’t you want to do --- strangers

How the blood get in my eye, eye?

A way to find the sun has died

Find the key and lock my cage

Break the back upon my rage

In the dirty choking sin

Let the reason I begin

Tryina ---- it’s danger

Like the soldier on the wall

Like the lady in the comb

Like a pain that creep and crawl

It’s danger

La la la la la la la, ah La la la la la la la La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la How the smoke get in my eye, eye?

A way to find the orchid died

Coincidence to set mundane

I guess that I’ll be on my way

Going down the streets of gold

Tombstones and bullet holes

I ain’t gonna ride along in danger

And from the palm of wrath

Go ahead to leave it off

On the heads still wandering all a stranger

La la la la la la la, ah La la la la la la la La la la la la la la

La la la la la la la