Wehyah Lyrics

You know I've walked a twisted mile where even fools, they don't want to go.
From the gut of a Glasgow shrine where even preachers can't find a soul.
Where even schemers can't get a roll.
Where even dead men don't want to know.
Talkin' why.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah.
You know I've walked a twisted mile of every stripe of every sickening hole.

From the bottom of a Brixton mine, I heard the cry of her lost soul.
You know this world is cut full of crime.
I even failed my punk rock & roll.
Talkin' why.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah-om.
Wehyah-oo-wehyah.