John BarleyCorn Songtext
von Cobra

The town is stretched to surround me
In all directions
I have met my match
I have been overwhelmed
As the anger rose to my head
I told myself this time is the end
We fill the eyes of the highway
Working at the outer speed of the universe

I sell my soul to my friend
No words can tell the loneliness of that way
Take my soul, my friend
Maybe if you drive with me you could help


I used to think to my own self
My promise well received
When I′m at home making
More times than only simple
Years drinking away, all killing myself
Years killing myself, that way I'll begin
The first man to acquit the gods and hollow gods
Made us back into tempted

I sell my soul to my friend
No words can tell the loneliness of that way
Take my soul, my friend
Maybe if you drive with me you could help
I sell my soul, sell my soul, sell my soul
No words can tell the loneliness of that way
Take my soul, take my soul, take my soul
Maybe if you drive with me you could help