We Could Be Eaten If We Miss The Bus Lyrics & Chords By Walter Sickert & The Army Of Broken Toys

Oh my dear, you runneth over, With your cup of convoluted wares. The aftermath is sinking lower. The perfect pales beyond compare. Your garden's rushing to my head now. Your...read more

Tattooed we dance the tango, in a melancholy way, Bearded ladies, muscle men, freaks entering the affray. Crowds come in from the suburbs to observe the perverse, Jimmy the...read more

He's so afraid when they scream When they're mean She was the star of a life That ceased to be I die in my dreams It eats me whole, It eats me whole All this sorrow...read more

Trick me with your pretty things Black horses with their silver wings The halos in the sky are calling me again You reign under a broken crown Archangel of the underground ...read more

Boy from Black Mountain rode down from the hills on a black-and-white horse he called Buffalo Bill and he reached out his arms as they galloped up over the moon. The people cheered on...read more