Back to the wall, something falls,
They throw rocks,
Up their sleeves, these old thieves,
They won’t stop,
Kings and queens, inbred genes,
They all lie,
In your home, the one you’ve known,
Where the seagulls cry,
Stones and roots in their boots,
They can’t walk,
Behind cupped hands, I can’t stand,
The way they all talk,
She and I, we both try,
To wait it out,
We both know the gossip grows,
Dark as a cloud,
Singing blues is just a ruse for your first love
Happy days, signing praise, I’m sick of,
You, all of you,
Whisper the same words,
Sticks and stones, all you’ve known,
All you’ve heard
Don’t speak over me,
I am the truth
You cannot see,
In your youth
All you’ve heard
Paint your door, a little more,
Before the spirits come,
In they sweep like a beast,
For your little ones
Don’t be scared, say your prayers,
You’ve got nothing to fear,
If you’ve been good, like you should,
Up ‘til here.
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