Holland - The Black Angels

A slew of gypsy acid cats on their way off to Holland

With their witchy veiny claws, they’re grabbing at your wallet

You too, they kissed your heart

You too, they kissed your heart

They are the only ones that we ever did connect with

All that we wanted was to act like someone’s lover

Well, I, I’d rather die

Yeah, I, I’d rather die

Made for the weeping tide of vermin dawning red veils

Looking like a wealthy white on their way back from Holland

Yeah, I, I’d rather die

Yeah, I, I’d rather die

Than be with you tonight, with you tonight

Well, I, I’d rather die

Yeah, I, I’d rather die

Than be with you tonight, with you tonight

You too, you kissed your heart

You too, you kissed your heart