Big Burned Hand Songtext
von Iron & Wine
Big Burned Hand Songtext
When the arrogant goddess of love came to steal my shoes (ooh-ooh)
She had a white-hot pistol and a homemade heart tattoo (ooh-ooh)
Singing, one′s to give and one's to take away (ooh-ooh)
But neither of them will keep you off your knees (ooh-ooh)
The children bowed and bolted off the stage (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept fighting for the shake-tree
When the winsome god of war came to set me free (ooh-ooh)
He had a couple of Coke bottles full of gasoline (ooh-ooh)
Singing, all I love is all that I allow (ooh-ooh)
And he blew me a kiss off his big burned hand (ooh-ooh)
I nearly choked with smoke and fell down (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept shooting at a tin can
When the gunshy goddess of love came back to patch things up (ooh-ooh)
She had a Purple Heart and mother′s milk in a plastic cup (ooh-ooh)
Singing, one's to lay you gently in the grave (ooh-ooh)
And one's to flag you full before you go (ooh-ooh)
The curtain rose, the crowd was blown away (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept fucking in the back row
She had a white-hot pistol and a homemade heart tattoo (ooh-ooh)
Singing, one′s to give and one's to take away (ooh-ooh)
But neither of them will keep you off your knees (ooh-ooh)
The children bowed and bolted off the stage (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept fighting for the shake-tree
When the winsome god of war came to set me free (ooh-ooh)
He had a couple of Coke bottles full of gasoline (ooh-ooh)
Singing, all I love is all that I allow (ooh-ooh)
And he blew me a kiss off his big burned hand (ooh-ooh)
I nearly choked with smoke and fell down (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept shooting at a tin can
When the gunshy goddess of love came back to patch things up (ooh-ooh)
She had a Purple Heart and mother′s milk in a plastic cup (ooh-ooh)
Singing, one's to lay you gently in the grave (ooh-ooh)
And one's to flag you full before you go (ooh-ooh)
The curtain rose, the crowd was blown away (ooh-ooh)
While the lion and the lamb kept fucking in the back row
Writer(s): Samuel Ervin Beam Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com