Sticks and Stones

Sounds Like Winter


Get down on your knees and shine your boots black
Take all your grievances up with the union
White knuckle Geeves we'll cut them no slack
Breaking their backs to stop upwardly motion

I'm waving off sticks and i'm waving off stones
I battle the slings and i've broken the bows
I look at my sins and i'm baring my soul
I'm down on my knees and i'm never alone
I'm a riot, what can i say i'm a riot

Out from under the stairs into opulence born
Monocles pop starched collars and cuffs tea on the lawn
Cucumber sandwiches and then stable boys bums to explore
Privilege and nothing more, privilege and nothing more

I'm waving off sticks and i'm waving off stones
I battle the slings and i've broken the bows
I look at my sins and i'm baring my soul
I'm down on my knees and i'm never alone
I'm a riot, what can i say i'm a riot

Buy me a goose the best in the store
Daddy sends hugs, i've got a porsche
Then scrub til i can see my face in the floor
And you'll work in a factory
Just like your father

I'm waving off sticks and i'm waving off stones
I battle the slings and i've broken the bows
I look at my sins and i'm baring my soul
I'm down on my knees and i'm never alone
I'm a riot, what can i say i'm a riot

I'm waving off sticks and i'm waving off stones
I battle the slings and i've broken the bows
I look at my sins and i'm baring my soul
I'm down on my knees and i'm never alone
I'm a riot, what can i say i'm a riot


Autor(es): Sounds Like Winter