Saturday Saints Lyrics & Chords By The Vacancies

Let's drink a toast to the human condition Three sins of gin and an act of contrition We place our bets with the best of intentions Two steps ahead of a group intervention ...read more

Crept up to the edge of exhaustion A platoon of memories rush in Does salvation come to everyone When you separate the body from the mind? Temptation can drive a man insane ...read more

Through the ruin, through the squalor Through the hate Through the iron bars of the factory gate Through the pestilence, the famine And the death Capital will draw it's...read more

Lines are faded, no longer separated, I said Lines are faded, no longer separated The lines that were drawn, between right and wrong Once there was something, now they are gone ...read more

been written off for dead and gone now turned your back and drift away you pave this path your on with sorrow roam this road with one foot in the grave chorus: you gotta...read more