Letra de Bring Out Your Dead (Live)
Driving down Sunset Blvd Looking, looking for the song The Starman has gone And the late great Leonard Cohen tooThere are thieves in the temple Pretenders from thrones underground And who really cares anymore We all chase the windGive up your ghosts Give up your ghosts (give up your ghosts, give up your ghosts, give up your ghosts) Give up your ghosts (give up your ghosts, give up your ghosts)The Church of Jesus Christ And Latter-Day Saints Bright young Americans There is one, one on every cornerThe holy books are open wide Brother, the future is murder Dead birds fall from the sky Black jackals crawling(Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead (Bring out your dead, bring out your dead) Bring out your dead