Hugh Cornwell Lyrics
"Nosferatu"
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Peelers whistle in the distance
Stand no chance of catching on
Horses gallop never faster
Must get back before the dawn
Slips away into the distance
Cold grip on the carriage arm
Lifeless eyes with no reflection
We may die but he'll go on Nosferatu!
Stand no chance of catching on
Horses gallop never faster
Must get back before the dawn
Slips away into the distance
Cold grip on the carriage arm
Lifeless eyes with no reflection
We may die but he'll go on Nosferatu!
This song is from the album "Nosferatu".