Fire In The Hole – Echo Revolution – letras

Damsel dressed to the ninesFly’s looking for a good timeA sugar cube alrightNot a web in sightWhy not take her a shortcutIt’s cold in the night butThe fly still wants someOf the sweetnessFire in the holeFire in the holeFire in the holeFire in the holeWhere did she goNobody knowsGlittering goldFire in the holeWaiting patiently for his friendCold and weary by the day’s endThe sun would show no traceOf a friendly faceWhat had happened to his comradeHad the drug deal gone badHe just walks awayFrom the green cafeFire in the holeFire in the holeFire in the holeFire in the holeWhere did he goNobody knowsPushing nouveauFire in the hole