Текст Timber Timbre – Trouble Comes Knocking

I want your money
But your money ain’t right
So I’m packing it in
I stay at home every night

And when things got real bad
Oh, people got scared
Well I got worried
So we took what we could get
And all you fair-weather watchers
Watch out and beware
When your trouble comes knocking
I hope you ain’t there

With a sword in a bag in my trunk
I keep my eyes and my mind on the road
‘Cause it’s a hard, hard of hearing ?
Every handshake-grinning tone
When your grave disaster falls

And out of the purple woods
From a season in Hell
Of the human dawn
There was nothing left
But you pulled me out from beneath the wheel
With a cry in the name
We began to heal

And then things got real bad
Oh, people got scared

With a sword in a bag in my trunk
I keep my eyes and my mind on the road
‘Cause it’s a hard, hard of hearing ?
Every handshake-grinning tone
When your grave disaster falls