Paroles Let Em' Break Yer Bones de Woodbox Gang

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Well I got these crazy dreams,
just don't know what they mean.
Sometimes i dream so loud,
wakes up dead folks underground,
hatches baby birds, it shakes them all down
makes the weeping willow trees, cry themselves brown.

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.

The only thing that I recall, as a witness to the slaughter
was the muddy and bloody water, and the farmers youngest daughter
covered in blood and feathers, playing with a dead rabbit.
She smiled like a centerfold, reached out and said, "come and get it"

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.

Well i found a dying angel, after the mutiny in heaven
when i asked her, what happened, she said "look up there you can see them"
Well i saw white wings torn off, caught in the razor wire, they did their best
to bust out, but they couldn't get any higher.

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.

A clown tattooed vomit on his chin, tear drops on his cheeks
he painted nails on his hands and he nailed hooves to his feet.
His dying words were a friend to man,
who could settle for less,
but beware that poor creature, who will kill for the best, but i say

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.


He pissed tulips, she bled a rose
i cried steaming metal
we were all at ground zero, waiting for the dust to settle.
She said i'm a morning glory, why don't you open my slowly
he said i'm a dandelion so come over here and blow me.

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.

She was standing in a darkened doorway,
wearing nothing but a Cuban guitar
Her leather strap wrapped over her shoulder
she was suckin' an electric cigar
she said "why are you so quiet if you don't believe in silence?"
I cried, why is my nose broken, if you don't believe in violence?

Let em break yer bones, don't let em take your soul
fill your heart up, let it explode, don't let it grow cold.

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