And confusion, running wild, I hold treasures for you to find Release of tension unknown, mind works the fingers to the bone BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? It seems you lost your hard-fought creed, pray for time to set you free What chance for children against such tides ? Your mother did warn you from inside Now you're back on dry land, curse the place where I stand BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? (Ain't me, ain't me) Lights shine silver and gold, make me feel warm in winter's cold BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? BITCHES BREW, HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? BITCHES BREW, SO HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ? BITCHES BREW, SO HOW D'YOU KNOW I WON'T PRAY FOR YOU ?
Compositores: Clinton David Boon, Graham Paul Lambert, Martyn John Walsh, Thomas William Hingley, Craig Douglas Gill (Noddy) ECAD: Obra #7795934