Withered Hand

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There's a crack In the handle of a coronation cup That I once brought back From the study trip in Athens Where we plated my hair And I put eyeliner on Until they stopped in the street And pointed at me And I felt only pride For the first time in my l

With providence to guide us we don't need a map to tell us where to go We put our high-tops on the highway and our mesh hats will follow We weren't born for times like these, burning cars and effigies One road just starting as another road finishes O

So I broke another of the ten commandments John Harvey Kellogg doesn't want me for a sunbeam Won't you wear your sacrilegious undergarments And we'll make out like we are seventeen Can you tell me just exactly what do my dreams mean Cos I think I saw

Diss me I don't mind, bad lucker It's much cooler to be kind So let's get trashed on tonic wine And we can all crash round at mine Cos we're all Looking for some creed to follow I've been eating all day and I still feel hollow As if I know how long m

I need you now No fiery light in your brow No mountain in your palm And in your arms Nothing can bring me down Cruel world Heart heart Listen to your heart And I listen to my heart And all I hear is my body dying Cruel world Eyes eyes Look into your

The beer, the beer, the beer, the beer The beer don't make you a man No it takes something else Something I'll never have And a beer, a beer, a beer, a beer A beer makes you feel good Like if you wanted you could Kick anybody's ass A knife, a knife,

horseshoe - withered hand here i go, pigeon talk to the feather weight fight and just before they knocked me down did you put a horseshoe in my glove? here i stand with a face like somebody died when you're ignoring me how could i tell you that i lov

I don't really know what I should do like, should I be passing this bread along to you? And I don't really know what the wine was for cos if it was Jesus' blood, wouldn't there be more? I'm knocking on Kevin's front door I'm singing religious songs a

Think me and you could maybe use a lost weekend I've been losing all my friends I wave another empty bottle in your face, Like I'm hitting it hard But it's just pretend 'cos you know I'm not I wouldn't know where to start I've been there before I wen