Knockin' On Heaven's Door
Guns N' Roses
Composição: Bob Dylan
Mama, take this badge from me
I can't use it anymore
It's getting dark too dark to see
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
Mama, put my guns in the ground
I can't shoot them anymore
That cold black cloud is coming down
Feels like I'm knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
"You just better start sniffing your own
Rank subjugation jack 'cause it's just
You against your tattered libido, the bank
And the mortician, forever man and it
Wouldn't be luck if you could get out of life alive"
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
knock-knock-knockin' on heaven's door
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