P. 25 London - The Black Crowes

Here with me And this price you pay

Just a wishful dream could be blown away

Ask yourself for better or worse

Because what’s the use if it’s just good luck

A black cat has crossed my path

Tell me what’s good luck about that

Hate and greed

Swollen and sweet

Let’s start this misery

If that’s where you wanna be Fear and love

From down or form up above

Come to me Come to me

I bet you please

Come set me free

Excuse me please

For my definition

But deeper still are my convictions

Urgently I wait to hear an answer

While I misconduct

A sad lost anthem

An anthem like you have never heard

Have you heard something so absurd