The Raconteuse:
Don't shoot shoot shoot that thing at me.
The Raconteuse:
Sunrise
The Raconteuse:
DU Bist FRei
The Raconteuse:
Told my wife I was going out for a couple of beers, said I'll see you in a couple of years
The Raconteuse:
Well I'm sorry but I'm not interested in gold mines, oil wells, shipping or real estate.
The Raconteuse:
And all our heroes lack any conviction, they shout through the bars of cliché and addiction
The Raconteuse:
Onward and onward and onward I go
The Raconteuse:
fuckuall
The Raconteuse:
the one who`s searching, searching to destroy
The Raconteuse:
I couldn't speak, I was having thoughts that were not in my best interests to mention
The Raconteuse:
shine on you crazy diamond
