Paroles Hand Me Ups de Scott Walker

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Textes et Paroles de Hand Me Ups



Mend, amend
bring and rub beat the band

I tried I tried

Shrugged off the splintering white bone
Teeth shaken out with a stroke
Brain running down along spear from the wound in the eye hole
Stones pounding in past the screens past the shields

I felt the nail driving into my foot while I felt the nail driving into my hand
Rub a dub God and bring
beat the band
I tried I tried

What?
when you can't hear the bleating all night
Else he's strumming the springs of his cot
When?
what you can't see is her tiny mouth squealing and shrieking with laughter
Dispensing
with each little toe
each little finger
let them whirl away into the darkness
The pee pee soaked trousers
The torn muddied dress
No ankles at the gates at dusk
ever caught the dawning

The audience is waiting
its audience is waiting
its audience is waiting
its audience is waiting

No Fado live from last year's winning country
Twelve bunnies in a hutch for nine new weeks

The audience is waiting
its audience is waiting
its audience is waiting
its audience is waiting

and it will catch my toes
it will catch my fingers
The pee-pee soaked trousers the torn muddied dress

Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Forever and ever
Forever adn ever

Mend, amend
bring and rub
bring the band
I tried I tried

Shrugged off the splintering white bone
Teeth shaken out with a stroke
Brain running down along spear from the wound in the eye hole
Stones pounding in past the screens past the shields

I felt the nail driving into my foot while I felt the nail driving into my hand

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