Hugh Cornwell — Nosferatu lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Nosferatu" by Hugh Cornwell.
Lyrics
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!