, straight as the crow flies A thousand pints of tar, left tired burnt eyes The distance always long, keep rolling on The highway's our own war, this
Vertimas: Vėžys Šikšnosparniai. Liuciferio Šūpuļkrēsls.
light, straight as the crow flies A thousand pints of tar, left tired burnt eyes The distance always long, keep rolling on The highway's our own war