I Think I Found Myself Some Pals Lyrics & Chords By Matt Watts

She sits him down in a stiff chair Rubs his back and strokes his hair Telling him it's okay to cry But he just sits and stares The merciless moon outside Has nothing now he's...read more

I've been drooling At some mangy scraps of bread And these hungry voices Make a lot of noise inside my head Show me the way to the rubbish dump Or the bins at closing time ...read more

There's a twisting in your senses There's a river in your blood And the crows land on the fences There's a daughter in the flood Can you see? Do you know? ...read more

We gotta stand a little closer To what it is we're leaning on Who was it that first said it? Could it be he could be wrong About the pilgrims and the natives Having dinner on...read more

And I know that you have an awfully big wound in your stomach and I wish, my dear brother, I could be god and mend it But god I trace your guts and wear them as a beauty mark ...read more