Coming out of Sydney, country music playing Cursing all of them who stayed In the city, I own this city Get drunker than a poet who just got paid And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open So that every word I say is true The words we're shouting while I work it out In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through You have to ship my body home, ship my body home All I ever wanted was to finish what I started But there's no way I could do it on my own You have to ship my body home Driving through the mountains, cutting through the night time And stopping now and then to wonder why I left the city, the quiet city I killed its memory just to watch it die And I'm finally hoping that I'll be torn open So that every word I say is true The words you're hearing while I make it clear In case trouble takes me and I don't make it through You have to ship my body home, ship my body home All I ever wanted was to finish what I started But there's no way I could do it on my own You have to ship my body Ship my body, ship my body All I ever wanted was to finish what I started So ship my body All I ever wanted was to finish what I started So ship my body All I ever wanted was, all I ever wanted was All I ever wanted once I finished what I started Was to ship my body home © BMG MUSIC PUB AUSTRALIA PTY LTD; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com