A Shower of Bastards Songtext
von Ben Marwood

I kissed her and all the blood went rushing to my lips
And all the thoughts went running to my brain.
Praise be, praise be that I knew our hips would part
But we′d have each others' hearts
And she made a man of me.

But these days I′ve gotten used to my bed too big for me.
And memories will play like ancient re-runs on TV
As though it never happened to me
But I know that it happened to me.