Cannonball Songtext
von Birds of Chicago

Oh me, oh no
Don′t let me see the sun seven days in a row
Gettin' rain on five, six brings snow
Seven brings the locusts from heaven you know
Come and see me baby when we′re back on one
Cause that's when I get my good lovin' done
Rock on two, roll on three
Four I′m hearin′ voices in the breeze
Oh somethin's comin′, somethin's runnin′ right up on you


Ooh
Here comes my cannonball
Ooh
Here comes my wrecking ball
When the light in me bows to
Yeah the light in you
When the beauty of the meadow is not enough
We need a tiger layin' in the cut
Oh my tiger, oh my viper
Oh my darling Clementine
Hot love in the dyin′ time
Lonely hearts soaked in rye
City of wolves, city of ghosts
City of the people I love the most
Ooh somethin's comin', somethin′s runnin′ right up on you
Ooh
Here comes my cannonball
Ooh
Here comes my wrecking ball
When the light in me bows to
Yeah the light in you

Well they caught him down by Little Cuff's field
And beat that boy till his ears were bleedin′
Cut a hole in the curtain of the dead of the night
Took his love, took his life
You wanna do right by that boy's heart
Gather the kin, go down to the park
Bucket a ticket, bottle of beer
Let those sons o′ bitches know that love's still here
Oh somethin′s comin', somethin's runnin′ right up on you
Ooh
Here comes my cannonball
Ooh
Here comes my wrecking ball
When the light in me bows to
Yeah the light in you
Oooh the light in you
Oooh the light in you