Тексты песен «Kid Harpoon»
Kid Harpoon - Colours
Red is the colour of blood when I cut myself, And I'm bleeding, but that's not a bad thing, Red is the colour of poppies and sports cars A strong symbol of liveliness Red is the colour of the heart that I love you with,...
Kid Harpoon - Don't Cry On Me
It's not you it's me, We gave it a try, Seeing eye to eye But it's not meant to be. Baby, don't cry. They say love is blind, For love is a lie, To protect the mind, Against the truth, A beacon of youth, But now we are...
Kid Harpoon - Late For Devil
I used to be a Capricorn, stolen, a mother bore me with all her love. Cavities, and tiny portions, shared amongst my fellow orphans. One always get away. Neither eye has grown, a pupil, soggy bones, home is where the...
Kid Harpoon - Late For The Devil
I used to be a Capricorn, stolen My mother bore with all her love. Cavities and tiny portions, Shared amongst my fellow orphans, One always gets away. Neither eye has grown, A pupil, soggy bones, Home is where the...
Kid Harpoon - Pigs
This pig, that pig, i could swear their all the same. Run a mock with the swell, chew on fat and marrow. Their bringing us down, 'coz they've been around they think they run this town. Viva la revolution, cut your...
Kid Harpoon - Riverside
I will wait for you, by the riverside By the river It's quiet down there at night By the riverside Let's fish for gold and throw off our rags Paint a new scene where the shopping trolley snags, and we're in Into the...
Kid Harpoon - Running Through Tunnels
In this town we live like Rats, with licence plates on carrier bags. Buy pen and gun, buy word or bullet. Buy tongue and teeth. They'd eat us all if they only could. Scimper scamper what's for dinner? Scrimp and save...
Kid Harpoon - Suicide Grandad
The world outside has faded into a miserable grave. The circle is in motion. I've had a good life, a noble life. It's time to give it up, leave it to the children with their new trends and their goals. My policy is to...
Kid Harpoon - The Milkmaid
Here comes the milkmaid with her firm shoulders and the attitude of Caesar for one so disposable she's never been that way inclined. Her hands are strong like the night we all sung her song. Through the day, the night...