Gloria Lewis
Lyrics
When the feelin comes
It always leads
To the top of the hill
The hill of thieves
Rush that furious sound
Hurry, go in
Live like a hole in the head to feel the breeze

If youíre gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse
I canít drink no more, but Iíll try
You canít find me, baby, in the basement
And I slug you in your fuckin head

If youíre gonna ride, baby, ride the wild horse
We canít drink no more, but weíll try
You canít find us, baby, in the basement
And weíll slug you in your fuckin head
Notes
Available On: ...And the Circus Leaves Town (1995)

Musicians:
John Garcia - vocals
Alfredo Hernandez - drums
Scott Reeder - bass
Josh Homme - guitars

Writer(s):
John Garcia

Guitar Tab [2]

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