beck
salt in the wound
I was born in a landslide in the jungle land I can play a piano with a funeral hand Ooh salt in the wound making me blue Ooh salt in the wound, play me a tune, yeah I worked on a railroad, I slept on a cot If you got what it takes, they'll take what you got Ooh salt in the wound making me blue Ooh salt in the wound, play me a tune Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la... Out on the North Sea where the waters are wild You wept like a mad dog, like a Rozell (?) child Ooh salt in the wound making me blue Ooh salt in the wound, play me a tune Play me a tune, play me a tune, play me a tune Sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la...