Oxblood – Cane Hill – letras

Welcome to the farm, tonight I run the jointYour room’s outside play in the dirtRoll in the mud no shirtNo shoes, just greed to cutWelcome to the farm tonightI run the joint, here’s your new lifeEat the worm, swallow the fliesNo shirt, no shoes, just appetitesAmputee, I’m black market JesusAnd I got the blood you needBut I need a promise to secrecyOr you get nothing from meYou want type a? I got itYou need type b? I got itOpen your veinsI got itDine with me, I’m your dot com saviorDoctors playing godBut I play the gameThe wild wild west of saving livesPaid for everythingDoctors playing godI play the gameTransfusion made a king out of meWelcome to the farm tonightLet’s make a deal, friend