My dad used to play this song for me to go sleep for bed when I was a kid. Even when I was younger, I remember being so amazed by Maynard's songs. I am forever greatful for my dad showing me this song, and introducing me to this band :)
@deanoriccardi85932 ай бұрын
Fuck this can never be loud enough
@deanoriccardi8593 Жыл бұрын
This song always requires me to thoroughly punish my speakers
@RB-rz3pj Жыл бұрын
Or my neighbors ….. 🤷🏻♀️
@stevebreedlove9760 Жыл бұрын
Bad speakers!
@PatTheRipper-zb7oj Жыл бұрын
I unfortunately just use headphones and punish my ears
@joeygambino348711 ай бұрын
LMAO😂
@kasperrieberg34958 ай бұрын
@@PatTheRipper-zb7oj That will work too
@stephengarrett6804 Жыл бұрын
Pet means northern eastern England dialect for girl/wife/daughter if you didn't
@stephengarrett6804 Жыл бұрын
Although guys say it to you too wtf laugh at each other
@markduarte5531Ай бұрын
Counting bodies like sheep to the rythem of the war drum how do you even come up with that
@h.m.mcgreevy77876 ай бұрын
☘️😢 spiritus Sanctus 😢☘️💜 Church of Rock 💜☘️
@randallfoltyniewicz75058 ай бұрын
Don't fret precious I'm heree Step away from the window Go back to sleep Lay your head down child I won't let the boogeyman come Counting bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drums Pay no mind to the rabble Pay no mind to the rabble Head down, go to sleep To the rhythm of the war drums Pay no mind what other voices say They don't care about you Like I do Like I do Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils See they don't give a fuck about you Like I do Just stay with me Safe and ignorant Go back to sleep Go back to sleep Lay your head down child I won't let the boogeyman come Count the bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drums Pay no mind to the rabble Pay no mind to the rabble Head down, go to sleep To the rhythm of the war drums I'll be the one to protect you from Your enemies and all your demons I'll be the one to protect you from A will to survive and a voice of reason I'll be the one to protect you from Your enemies and your choices son One and the same I must isolate you Isolate and save you from yourself Swaying to the rhythm of the new world order and Count the bodies like sheep To the rhythm of the war drum The boogeymen are coming The boogeymen are coming Keep your head down go to sleep To the rhythm of the war drums Stay with me Safe and ignorant Just stay with me Hold you and protect you from the other ones The evil ones Don't love you son Go back to sleep