John Doe

Toys Went Berserk & Lesley-Anne “Coo” Bennett & Andy Jarvis & Bill Quarry & Mark Nicholson - Rock, Gothic Rock
John Doe
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Lyrics
Living in a tired body Poisoned by the city There is a man with a heart And crumbling soul Tormented with hope Of what's never to come He survives with no reason Pray the Lord His soul to keep Shroud his frame in endless sleep Shedding all the skins he saved Another John Doe in the grave One night it got too cold The sun came up He lay there frozen Soaked to the skin A stone white corpse As cold as the slab He lies on in thе city morgue Among the headsmеn Just another statistic Not worth the clothes he died in Pray the Lord His soul to keep Shroud his frame in endless sleep Shedding all the skins he saved Another John Doe in the grave No mourning friends Just a cheap pine crate He will not be forgotten No-one knew him Another victim in his place Another in a row of a thousand million dead He never had the chance to live As he could and now his life of over Pray the Lord His soul to keep Shroud his frame in endless sleep Shedding all the skins he saved Another John Doe in the grave
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Credits
- Writers
- Lesley-Anne “Coo” Bennett
- Phil Bennett
- Max Box