A Song About Walls Lyrics
| Song | A Song About Walls |
| Artist | The Geraldine Fibbers |
| Album | Lost Somewhere Between the Earth and My Home |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bozulich, Keenan | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly, | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye | |
| A hundred deaths on her beige breasts | |
| And poor baby can't cry. | |
| She loved her junky boyfriend, | |
| Tried to make his heart mend | |
| Asshole with an appetite | |
| Living under an elevator shaft can be cold at night, | |
| Can be cold at night. | |
| Whenever they were hungry, | |
| She would get the money | |
| Girlie couldn't take a stand, 'til she said | |
| "I let you believe you could rule over me | |
| So you'd feel like a big strong man." | |
| Touched by any feeler, any stinkin' dealer | |
| She knew that she would surely die, | |
| So she said, "If I'm gonna die | |
| With a needle in my eye, | |
| I'm gonna do it by my own hand, | |
| yeah, I'm gonna do it by my own hand." | |
| And he heard it through the walls (3x) | |
| She worked like a doctor, | |
| Very determined | |
| Not afraid of gettin' pricked by some lame spike | |
| Never wondering why | |
| And he heard it through the walls (3x) | |
| She left him in the dust | |
| And got even more fucked up | |
| And she did it all by herself | |
| But even when she got her ass off of the streets, | |
| He would visit her in her dreams | |
| The last time she saw her darling | |
| Was at the funeral parlor | |
| He was fresh off of the prison shelf | |
| Yeah, he died with a needle in his eye | |
| But she was clean, clean, clean | |
| Yeah, she was clean, clean, clean | |
| And he heard it through the walls (3x) | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye |
| zuo qu : Bozulich, Keenan | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly, | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye | |
| A hundred deaths on her beige breasts | |
| And poor baby can' t cry. | |
| She loved her junky boyfriend, | |
| Tried to make his heart mend | |
| Asshole with an appetite | |
| Living under an elevator shaft can be cold at night, | |
| Can be cold at night. | |
| Whenever they were hungry, | |
| She would get the money | |
| Girlie couldn' t take a stand, ' til she said | |
| " I let you believe you could rule over me | |
| So you' d feel like a big strong man." | |
| Touched by any feeler, any stinkin' dealer | |
| She knew that she would surely die, | |
| So she said, " If I' m gonna die | |
| With a needle in my eye, | |
| I' m gonna do it by my own hand, | |
| yeah, I' m gonna do it by my own hand." | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| She worked like a doctor, | |
| Very determined | |
| Not afraid of gettin' pricked by some lame spike | |
| Never wondering why | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| She left him in the dust | |
| And got even more fucked up | |
| And she did it all by herself | |
| But even when she got her ass off of the streets, | |
| He would visit her in her dreams | |
| The last time she saw her darling | |
| Was at the funeral parlor | |
| He was fresh off of the prison shelf | |
| Yeah, he died with a needle in his eye | |
| But she was clean, clean, clean | |
| Yeah, she was clean, clean, clean | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye |
| zuò qǔ : Bozulich, Keenan | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly, | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye | |
| A hundred deaths on her beige breasts | |
| And poor baby can' t cry. | |
| She loved her junky boyfriend, | |
| Tried to make his heart mend | |
| Asshole with an appetite | |
| Living under an elevator shaft can be cold at night, | |
| Can be cold at night. | |
| Whenever they were hungry, | |
| She would get the money | |
| Girlie couldn' t take a stand, ' til she said | |
| " I let you believe you could rule over me | |
| So you' d feel like a big strong man." | |
| Touched by any feeler, any stinkin' dealer | |
| She knew that she would surely die, | |
| So she said, " If I' m gonna die | |
| With a needle in my eye, | |
| I' m gonna do it by my own hand, | |
| yeah, I' m gonna do it by my own hand." | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| She worked like a doctor, | |
| Very determined | |
| Not afraid of gettin' pricked by some lame spike | |
| Never wondering why | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| She left him in the dust | |
| And got even more fucked up | |
| And she did it all by herself | |
| But even when she got her ass off of the streets, | |
| He would visit her in her dreams | |
| The last time she saw her darling | |
| Was at the funeral parlor | |
| He was fresh off of the prison shelf | |
| Yeah, he died with a needle in his eye | |
| But she was clean, clean, clean | |
| Yeah, she was clean, clean, clean | |
| And he heard it through the walls 3x | |
| Once there was a girlie, | |
| She was kinda surly | |
| Stuck a needle in her eye |
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