These Arms Are Snakes Long And Lonely Step
In death perhaps we could feel alright
In death perhaps we could burn all night
You're alright
I'm alright
We're alright
In death perhaps we could feel alright
In death perhaps we could burn all night
In death perhaps we could come back alive
Perhaps life could just be alright
You're alright
I'm alright
We're alright
Touching back it gave no clue
To the stops made on the way
Staking claims (on the) right I take
(Where it heads) it goes straight down
