The Muggs - Sturm Und Drang

Three's the reason, three don't lie
Storms' horizon high tide
Ghost is keelin', to and fro
Hump submerged in the foam
Crew is reelin', now's the time
All hands braced on the nine

A soul's just a toy to be played with
Bits of ferment on the move
They can't believe what he's sayin'
Sold his poor heart for his muse

Ghost in pieces, wrenched and torn
Cursed the day he was born
London eden, wolf's the sage
Drown the words on the page
Crew is reelin', now's the time
All hands braced on the nine

I'll just agree what he's sayin'
Bits of ferment on the move
What's there to keep me from playin'
Sold my poor heart for a tune

Written by:
Anthony DeNardo, Daniel Methric, Todd Glass

Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid, NEFARIOUS P BELLBOTTOM MUSIC

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