They called it a crime, a misadventure. You were playing drums in the band and it was all alright, but now it's time to break up or find a replace.
And all the lights went low in hell that night.
Maybe Alistair knew something when he put you in that car on Overhill. Everyone was doing smack back in the green room, just a touch too much and it will catch right up to you.
Those bagpipes sound mighty lonely now. You can take the king, bury him with the crown.Those bagpipes sound mighty lonely now.
It's a long a way to the top, but such a short way down.
You just wanted to make the ceiling colapse. Make it loud, make it drunk, and god make it fast. All the booze and the sex and the blood, they might be the only things I love.
Those bagpipes sound mighty lonely now......
but if you want blood...........................................