Bror Gunnar Jansson - Body In A Bag (2019)

Très proche dans la forme du Tom Waits période Bone Machine.
Dans le fond aussi.



They found my body in a bag, body in a bag,
They found my body in a bag.
I used to have a name, I used to have a name,
Now I only wear a tag.

I used to walk the dark streets late at night.
Offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do no walking
And my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.

Killer ditched me in a ditch, ditched me in a ditch.
The Killer chopped me up and ditched me in a ditch.
But my killer kept my head, the killer kept my head.
Maybe they put me in a box under the bed?

I used to walk the dark streets late at night.
Offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do no walking
And my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.

I used to walk the dark streets late at night.
Offering my love for a reasonable price.
Now my feet won't do no walking
And my hands won't do no job.
I lie dead cold in the dead cold ground.

But my killer's on the loose, my killer's on the loose.
Maybe you heard it on the news?