Mohawk
Baron François, Beaumont Simon, Carle Aurélien, Pilorget Gwenaël
Time goes by, time goes fast
It's just a simple code made to tell how long we last
So dont play wrong, but dont play gong
You keep hiding your track but you're the only one
What if I were myself an Iroquois and nothin else?
What if I were myself an Iroquois and nothin else?
Time gets slow, as you get down Like falling off the hill not seeing the clouds
Then one more time, sullen champs
Who still carry them guns in the glove compartment
Cause I'm waiting, I'm waiting for someone new
Cause I'm ready, I'm ready to get over you
Cause I'm on my knees
But you are holding still, you are holding still
Cause I'm on my knees
Yet you are holding still, you are holding still
What if I were myself an Iroquois and nothin else?
