اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
Walked a crooked mile
Tarred a while
Fell from grace in a godless place
Turned on his heels to head for home
Found no footsteps to retrace
Het stoney creek on a blind bend
Sundown Sunday going the wrongway
Mud in his eye a long way from home
Mercy what happens when the faithful
Start to roam
On here he comes now
On here comes the iceman
Broken river loomed like a hole in the night
Desperate roots clutch the banks so tight
Naked, betrayed, durant, grotesque
Frozen in some spastic arabesque
Not one bloom one single flower
He crank that water sour
On here he comes now
Oh here comes the iceman
