Blitzen Trapper
Jericho
When we came upon the plainyou could hear the children sing"There's no way we're gonna take that city there"Nothing but the windwas going out or coming inOver empires reaching that far up in the airThe city like a drumwas beaten by the long arm of the sunthe long arm of the sunThe clouds of dust we raisedwe marched around that place for daysGrease the blow on the ram's horns now and againBut the sound was madeSo from above they watched amazedIt's like race of praise beseech themThey went down as a routeThey raised those walls with nothing but a shoutnothing but a shoutThe city like a drumwas beaten by the long arm of the sunthe long arm of the sun
From Letras Mania