歌词

The word that lights the sign: doubt The fool who cuts the core out I try to get away with I try to just get on with it The word that lights the sign now A sacred kinda high brow I try get away with it And arson for a neighbour Cos you can view the paintings But never step inside them I try to keep my head high My fingers on the frame I walk the sorry hills alone With a monkey on my shoulder He's in his side-cart He's on the bed spread Will i ever live it down I walk the sorry hills alone I take him everywhere i go The truth smells horrific You dodge it and you miss it I try to get a grasp on my life The green the back stairs The word that lights the sign: doubt The fool who cuts the core out I try to get away with I try to just get on with it Slowly up the side street The biggest weight's behind me A show before my shin bone I shoulda known I walk the sorry hills alone With a monkey on my shoulder He's in his side-cart He's on the bed spread Will i ever live it down I walk the sorry hills alone I take him everywhere i go I walk the sorry hills alone With a monkey on my shoulder He's in his side-cart He's on the bed spread Will i ever live it down I walk the sorry hills alone I take him everywhere i go I take him everywhere i go Will i ever live it down I walk the sorry hills alone With a monkey on my shoulder He's in his side-cart He's on the bed spread He's in the tool shed He's on the ice rink He's in the smokers section at the local And he won't leave
Writer(s): Samuel David Cromack, Hudson Leslie William Whitlock, Campbell James Wheeler, Lewis Thomas Coleman, Callum Carling Riley, Henry Taylor Jenkins, David Thor Brady Seum Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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