Lyrics - We May Be Skinny And Wirey: The Crocketts @ WelshBands
Flower Girl
I watch her as she walks. She pulls flowers from the stalks. She puts them in her hair. They're happy there. She glitters like a glitterball. Hanging from the ceiling of a discobar. She likes to breathe. She likes to be. Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, I know you like to kiss, like to blister your lips. Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, You're hitting on the world with your pretty little fists. She hasn't got a head. She's got a neck that slowly spreads. Onto the forest floor. Where the bluebells and the daffodils. Are sucking at her blood. She decorates the mud. With her sweet scent. With her soft skin. Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, I know you like to kiss, like to blister your lips. Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, Flowergirl, You're hitting on the world with your pretty little fists. I would like to, I would like to, I would like to, I would like to, I would like to, Cut your head off. There's flesh above the footsteps. She's easy to detect. She's singing like an angel. Sitting on a spire. She wears a chain of daisies. To hide the skin and bones. And marches towards a hill and cross. To join the other Jesus clones.
Loved Ya Once
I sport your love like a ball and chain, Drive my life in the slowest lane. But the lights have turned to green now. I look at you and I see your tears. I step into a higher gear, I'm gonna slam my foot down. 'Cos I loved you once. But I don't know when. It was a big mistake. Won't happen again. And I kissed the good. And I screwed the bad. But I married the ugly. And I wish to God that I never, ever had. When I first plucked you from your cot, You acted sweet and smiled a lot. Things were just OK. But now you're old and you're going grey, And you're getting fatter with each new day. I can't stand to be near you. This band of gold on my left hand. Is the symbol of a broken man. It tells of a tragic life. And even now I curse the day. That I was stupid enough to say. I want you, for my wife.
Explain
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Bluster Boy
The Bluster Boy is alone. Dangled from the streetlight. Just outside the school. So in the morning, they'll know what they've done, But they'll see the rip in the crotch of his trousers, And his belly hanging out like marzipan. And they will laugh, They don't understand, Only the next fattest, plods down his gallow walk, Mars bar in hand. And his sister, sits up all night, And waits for the radio, To announce the details, of the morning traffic, And then she can sleep. Old Mr Mars bar, he plays Nintendo, And watches the world as it laughs and it jokes, They said he was fat, he was misshapen, And now he is gone, and now he is taken. They kick at his feet. They pull at his hair. Till he's flat on his back. Till he's red in the cheeks. They said you are fat. You are mishapen. Now he is gone. Now he is taken.
Girl Next Door
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Tenessee
There's a man, and he stands, on the top of a hill, And his head is high, and his eyes are still, He says don't you know what I want you to see, I was born on a mountain in Tennessee. I killed my first bear when I was only three, I was born on a mountain in Tennessee, You hit me with your hazel eyes, And I look down, cause I don't know, You hit me with your hazel eyes. And I say I would like you to know, You hit me with your hazel eyes, And I look down, cause I don't know, You hit me with your hazel eyes And I say I would like you to know that, I'd like you to know that.
Will You Still Care
Will you still care for me. When I lie dead and crumpled at the. Bottom of your ten storey high rise flats. I can be your rubber man. You can scoop me up and put me in a can. And bury me underneath a stone. A stone that says that I am only 19 years old. Will you still care for me, No, No, No, No. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. You've just gonna let it go. You say there is no. Specific story line. I am just a figure on a stone mountain. I think I'd like to jump & float into the sky, By & by I will reach the bottom, I will be dead and crumpled underneath your. Ten storey high rise flats, Will you still care for me. No, No, No, No. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. You're just gonna let it go. I don't fucking think so. You say you're a beautiful woman. But I've got something to say. I've been to the Factory. Where woman are made. I've seen what they do to them. I've seen what they put inside. And now I'm going to stay away. 'Cos I found out. That girls aren't made. From all things nice. Girls aren't made. From sugar & spice. Let it go slow. Let it go slow. Let it go slow. 'Cos I, I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so. I don't fucking think so.I don't fucking think so. You're just going to let it go. I just want to know. Will you still care for me?
Closet Heroine
I know you and you know me. We both stood in Calvary. I like you and you like me. But I have got the mans disease. I used to have scales & fins. Now I've got eyes & I've got skin. The nature of the suffering. I give up. Surrendering my superman suit. To the dustbin & the drainpipe. I watch the world. Through occasional newspapers. And I think about things. She. Gives up the fight. What he did wasn't right. But he felt like he wanted it. Felt like he needed it. I smoke too many cigarettes. I place too many losing bets. I watch too much t.v. I think too much about me. You are a closet heroine. Your hands stuck in a sink. A dress that's cut off at the waist. And a blond hair tint. A blond hair tint.
Six Soon To Be Seven
Little Mary Allison, is hiding behind the wall again, Her mother calls come home for dinner. But no, she don't want to come in. She is playing mudballs at the stream. With little Sally two doors down, Well she doesn't seem to care, She just wants honeybunch to hide, Hide behind the wall again, Well she doesn't seem to see. She's just six soon to be seven, She's just six soon to be seven, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, la la la la, Little Billy strolls down the street, Wearing his cowboy suit again, Got bananas in his belt, Don't have any guns, But he shoots the post man. His mother calls come home for dinner, but no. He don't wanna come in, He is playing mudballs at the stream with, Little Mary Allison and Sally two doors down.
Bucket And Spade
So she walked up to me. She said I'm sick and tired. Of your washed out, trussed up, feverish, fantasies. Written on my desk. I said look here sweetie pie. I would like you to accept my regrets. She said I've known you, since the first grade. You once lost my bucket and spade. First my mother made a speech. Then your mother made a speech. And ever since then we were not allowed. To play together on the beach. So she walked up to me. She said I'd like you to know. That I'm going out with the captain of the. School rugby team, I said I may be. Skinny and wiry but I could tell you. The square root of every letter in the alphabet. She said I've known you, since the first grade. You once lost my bucket and spade. First my mother made a speech. Then your mother made a speech. And ever since then we were not allowed. To play together on the beach. I don't like country boys, I don't like your red hair. I don't appreciate honky tonk, I dislike your sullen stare, You got my bucket and spade. You got my bucket and spade.
Autumn Afternoon
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Strong Guy
Eyes, your eyes are brazen. Hands, your hands are all roughed up. Face, your face is swollen. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. But you're small, small & stupid, stupid. You're small & stupid. I used to think you had your fingers in the dyke. I used to think you were of a different type. But you're small, small & stupid, stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You look so lonely. Face, you're face is so familiar. I, I'm back around the corner. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. But you're small, small & stupid, stupid. You're small & stupid. I used to think you had your fingers in the dyke. I used to think you were of a different type. But you're small, small & stupid, stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You've got these funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny eyes. Your hands are all roughed up, your face is so familiar it's you. You've got that funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny, funny stare. Your face is so familiar I'm back round the corner with you. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You think you're a strong guy, strong guy, strong guy. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid. You're small, small & stupid.
Blue Dog
You know I always thought that you?re so fucking supercool, You and your blue dog, You know I always wondered why you?re so fucking beautiful, You and your blue dog.