Whitesnake - Late Of The Pier

Hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

I said hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

I said hey, hey, hey, I said hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

Psyche

What an abomination

Innocence is such a crime

Hard working sound and vision

To bring you the beats in time

Hoping for stormy weather

Waiting for the proper time

When seven flies swarm together

To stitch eight, and save nine.

And I realise full well

That my life ain't living hell

But I wrote the book too well be-known be-known future

Hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

I said hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

I said hey, hey, hey, hey, I said hey, we caught another white snake tonight

Say something and I feel alright

Psyche

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