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Powderfinger - Walking Stick lyrics
============================== Powderfinger - Walking Stick ============================== Spoon fed from a dirty plate A diet designed only to agitate A veil of pride and gospel truth To cover the hidden fist that he used And i won't say a word You've sewn me in my skin Hypocrite walking stick man Silent grin And the sunken heel kinda slows me down Dogs and children lift their legs To tattoo a teenage mother's breast Widows of precocious days Wear slogans resurrected late Parables for wooden ears Steer vehicles of wisdom And i won't say a word You've sewn me in my skin Hypocrite walking stick man Silent grin And the sunken heel lights my way home And i won't say a word You've sewn me in my skin Hypocrite walking stick man Silent grave |
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