Keepers Songtext
von Del Amitri
Keepers Songtext
I have over loved you and overseen you
And now you′re refusing the gifts that I bring you
My hands have been clasping my hot head and asking
If she submits to me, will she be my property?
You may be bleeding, but you're not dying
Though you are dying to go
Stop teasing me
I′m not seeing you leaving me
And here is a party full of my friends
And here is a cup being filled up to be drunk again
And we are just starting luxurious lives
To be drunkards and diddy men
Making Gulf wars and battered wives
Now I may be pleading
But there's no love nor fear in my eyes
Or just greediness
I'm not seeing this sleeping dog lie
Oh, I am the wild horses who will drag you away
I am the locked door who can make you stay
And I will act the man in almost anyway I can
So I can keep, keep, keep you
So wake up you pretty thing to a wonderful home
Where we while away the happy Saturdays
Between the television and the telephone
And I stroke your head just to feel what I own
Whispering
"Will you be my property, and not my disability?"
And why are you craving to be free from love′s slavery, oh
Stop teasing me, love′s not letting go
Oh, I am the child calling you to come back and play
I am the concert hall in which you hear me say
I'll act a man in almost anyway I can
So I can keep, keep, keep you even though you may not understand
I am the bee and you are the pollen
I am the keeper you are the lion
I am the holes down which you would have fallen
If I had not been the hand who came and beckoned you (beckoned you)
(I′m not seeing this sleeping dog lie)
Maybe you were born wrong
But why am I picking holes in you?
When it's holes that we all come from?
Maybe I was born strong
To stop love from overtaking me
To stop love from living too long
And you may be bleeding
And leading me to the blood flow
But sleep tight tonight lions
This keeper′s never letting go
And now you′re refusing the gifts that I bring you
My hands have been clasping my hot head and asking
If she submits to me, will she be my property?
You may be bleeding, but you're not dying
Though you are dying to go
Stop teasing me
I′m not seeing you leaving me
And here is a party full of my friends
And here is a cup being filled up to be drunk again
And we are just starting luxurious lives
To be drunkards and diddy men
Making Gulf wars and battered wives
Now I may be pleading
But there's no love nor fear in my eyes
Or just greediness
I'm not seeing this sleeping dog lie
Oh, I am the wild horses who will drag you away
I am the locked door who can make you stay
And I will act the man in almost anyway I can
So I can keep, keep, keep you
So wake up you pretty thing to a wonderful home
Where we while away the happy Saturdays
Between the television and the telephone
And I stroke your head just to feel what I own
Whispering
"Will you be my property, and not my disability?"
And why are you craving to be free from love′s slavery, oh
Stop teasing me, love′s not letting go
Oh, I am the child calling you to come back and play
I am the concert hall in which you hear me say
I'll act a man in almost anyway I can
So I can keep, keep, keep you even though you may not understand
I am the bee and you are the pollen
I am the keeper you are the lion
I am the holes down which you would have fallen
If I had not been the hand who came and beckoned you (beckoned you)
(I′m not seeing this sleeping dog lie)
Maybe you were born wrong
But why am I picking holes in you?
When it's holes that we all come from?
Maybe I was born strong
To stop love from overtaking me
To stop love from living too long
And you may be bleeding
And leading me to the blood flow
But sleep tight tonight lions
This keeper′s never letting go
Writer(s): Justin Currie, Ian Harvie, Bryan Tolland, Paul Tyagi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com