Текст Hiss Golden Messenger – Bad Debt

Death, don’t bother me
I’m not sure I’m ready
Take your whip a bit farther down the line
You’re all over me

The old master sees
An old beast like me
Through those city, those city gates
I got a little joy
From the little stable boy
But my rider was never very kind

And I earned my pay just like you did
Hangman wait just a little while
And I served Babylon with the bit on my tongue
And the master, faster, spurred me on
And the master, faster, spurred me on

‘Where to? ‘
‘I don’t know’
Oh you shot me with an arrow
My bad debt wouldn’t stay behind
I’m not ashamed of what I’ve done
Oh, a pony will run
I was gonna run for a long, long time

And I earn my pay just like you did
Hangman wait just a little while
And I served Babylon with the bit on my tongue
And the master, faster, spurred me on
And the master, faster, spurred me on