from by Lyle Christine



Hanging from a nail, yeah it’s gonna go wrong, everybody take to the fields
Grow yourself corn and gorge till the dawn, then shoot some shit on the breeze

Look at me I swing from the trees and no-one rules my roost
Hard as leather through the weather, here I stand accused

Let’s roll the dice with the clockwork mice, there’s lessons to be learned
Hand in hand we walk through sand, and time is something earned

Look at me I stand in the sea and nothing steals my wave
Quick as silver, ride the river, all souls can be saved

Goodnight, sweet darling, I’ll hail a penny farthing
Fetch me, my jacket, let’s trip the light fantastic
Hold on, I’m kidding, I wouldn’t waste that shilling
Your face, in stitches, just like the witches


from Dutch Carnage, released June 1, 2010


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