Il testo della The bastards of eden

We are the bastards of eden,
Or so it seems.
Another orphan dreaming,
Of what they can bring.

Would you care for a pipe?
Can i get you a drink?
Would you care for a woman?
She might help you think.

We are the ones they pray for,
So i was told.
Another sunday wasted,
Another story told.

Would you care for another whiskey?
I'll have one too.
Would you care for a woman,
Who never cared for you?

You can take my hand,
Put it over your heart.
You can take my soul,
We'll make a new start.
You can trust my friend,
You won't be alone.
We are the bastards of eden,
And we'll make a new home.

We are whats left of eden.
I guess it's true.
This world feels so small,
When youre feeling blue.

I need a second chance,
To set things right.
I don't need an army.
No, i don't want to fight.

You can take my hand,
Put it over your heart.
You can take my soul,
We'll make a new start.
You can trust my friend,
You won't be alone.
We are the bastards of eden,
And we'll make a new home.
Well make a new home.