Holy Grail - Hunters And Collectors Woke up this morning, from the strangest dream I was in the biggest army, The world has ever seen We were marching
with mother-sharpened scissors And he's got hand-me-downs and sling-shot brain Garbled excuse and tattered note Hand-me-downs and sling-shot brain Garbled excuse and
town doesn't stand there anymore And my town, it is a teacher All trucks and beers and memories spread out on the road And my town is a leader of children
the hay And soon to surround the sheep's head See the distant howl of pleasure And it's sending shivers down the spine The Rag and Bone man coming And
the itch around our ankles And today moves in wave motion Tomorrow's failing in the bath And big lumps of lead, floating out to Pinchgut And your eyes
An uncertain spotlight is shining on you An uncertain spotlight is burning for you I lit it up with an engine, now its rolling for you And a thousand
needed inspiration so I turned on the TV Is there anybody in there? Well Reagan finally cracked and the Yankees went to war We peeled away the bandages and
I says hey old mother-fixed balding boy Here's one good goon that we can't blame Hey they all cry Here's one for the fruit-bin Look at him, look at him
're moving house again Make your back get longer You'll see it sweat behind a barrow And if this trip gets any longer Better keep it lean and narrow
go lie down and slumber And if sleeping brings relief They can go lie down and slumber And if sleeping brings relief They can... go lie down and slumber Slumber... And
ears are ringing and the eyes have it Lean your head to the wall And these walls have ears And those ears are ringing Support this wonderful wall And
months of constant grind and travel And I went snivellin', I went crawling around to my girlfriend's house She came down hard upon me And she ground
Shake up this scribbly world And run run run He's laughing like a doctor But I bit his crazy mouth Believe this faithful daughter As he squeezed into her house And
Ian and Stephanie Rilen) I've been hearing round the town You've been out and getting round Whether it's right or whether it's true I'm stuck here and
And dangling by the skin of our teeth again And hanging by the skin of our teeth again And dangling by the skin of our teeth again And hanging by the
les hommes d'equipage And it's like talking to a stranger You tasted mustard when she painted your face And it was like talking to a stranger And Oh
walls around the mill come tumbling down Slave, moan and sway Sing it All around the world you Slave, moan and sway Young bloods and sweethearts Slave, moan and
If the man must be Sleepin' at home all the time And if the woman must be Out working all the time No matter which No matter which woman he has And no
