Great Tide Songtext
von Phil Cook

All your longing, all your pain
All your endings are gonna figure out the same
Board your window, lock your door
Shit′s about to hit the fan so you better hit the floor
Tie those loose ends, place your bets
Ain't no way you′re ever gonna settle all your debts
Rollin' thunder, burning hell
And you're singing that Dixie, but you′re falling down a well
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah
Nothing sacred, nothing saved
Get your ass on the morning train or get the hell out the way
And anyway you′ll never be ready for the sound
You're drinking out of that Dixie cup when it all goes down
Hey, yeah, when you know Hey, yeah
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah
Gonna be a good time, well, I′m not too old
Gonna be a good time
Gonna be a good time, well, I'm not too old
Gonna be a good time
Gonna be a good time, well, I′m not too old
Gonna be a good time
All your longing, all your pain
All your endings are gonna figure out the same
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah, when you know
Hey, yeah, when you know
You know, you know