Runneth Songtext
von Sad King Billy

The dirt on your hands looks like blood to me
And the red in your eyes looks a little unhealthy
Well maybe you wants to sleep, maybe you wants to get back home
With the devil you compete til your cup runneth over

Woo ooo hoo
Woo ooo hoo

Flying out, leave the babies at home
To tear up another′s history and bones
Well maybe they wants to sleep maybe
Maybe they wants to get back home
With the devil you compete til your cup runneth over


Woo ooo hoo
Woo ooo hoo
Woo ooo hoo

Maybe they wants...

Maybe they wants to sleep
Maybe they wants to get back home
Maybe they wants to sleep
Maybe they wants to get back home
With the devil you compete
With the devil you compete
With the devil you compete
Til your cup runneth over