CORRECTAR LA LETRA

Letra : Wallowing Hobo’s in Discount Clothing

You got your letter in the mail
I'm happy just to see you go there
My compa** beats onto the sun
Oh my lord where has the sun gone?

One more I said
One more I'm dead, oh oh oh

I was riding with some drunk men
Always questioning where we would go to next
They were doing-doing
And I'm not sure how I feel about that

One more to go to sleep again
One more to go to sleep again