and cold Ain't good for nothing But put a man six feet in the hole Saturday night special It's the Saturday night special It's the Saturday night special
Become millionaires Tall saint I'm devoted with a glass of champagne to you Bubbles to the chandelier I've been looking for you all night Tall saint
do as you please You go to hell, you put my back against the wall Well, I'm not gonna fall on my knees, no, not at all So you're a saint, I'm a sinner
I sit and wait For birth and being From day to night Back to beginning I see you, I see you But now I look You're disappearing The [Incomprehensible]
cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in the hole Saturday Night Special It's the Saturday Night Special It's the Saturday Night Special
whose destined Now to surly stumble And to the ones who seek the Vail [Chorus:] No more crying in the night or humility No more pain and sleepless nights
turning pages Ancient days have long since know The prophecies a waiting Sacrifices long ago Set up the times are hasting [Chorus:] And we watch the endless night
[Words By: Richard Lynch, Music By: Richard Lynch, John Mahan, Josh Kramer] In the night time so eager to deceive You cut the throat of man and caused
Превод: Armored Saint. Събота вечер Специални.
Превод: Нико. Нощта на Вси Светии.
Превод: Бледо светии. Приказка без Night.
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you please, you can go to hell You put my back against the wall Well I'm not gonna fall on my knees, no not at all Chorus: So you're a saint, I'
and cold Ain't good for nothin' But put a man six feet in the hole Saturday Night Special It's the Saturday Night Special It's the Saturday Night
demise We have to go Escape the night Seal the fate Unslave your mind Be set free Riding high to find What they all call illusions Escape the night
as you please, you can go to hell You put my back against the wall Well I'm not gonna fall on my knees, no not at all Chorus: So you're a saint,
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