Dirty Knees Songtext
von Rayland Baxter

I never thought things would go like this, yeah
I never thought my life would pan out like this
Painted white doors on a Sunday
Painted white doors everywhere
Yeah, I came around for the party
They told me I could lay down anywhere and stay here forever

Little white road and a little white weight
Little white girl gonna let me down
Little bit of the rainbow flying over this part of town
It′s a habit, another beautiful strange habit

Well I could stare at you all day
And sing into your beautiful face
Wanna open up my eyes
And all I wanna see is your eyes
But I want it and you got it
I feel it kinda more, I feel it
I feel it kinda more than I wanted to


Another beautiful instrument
The heart, another beautiful instrument of art
My heart, a beautiful instrument, yours too
Red and white and blue, my heart and your heart
Are just a couple of million beautiful antenna

I could stare at you all day
Sing in to your beautiful face
I wanna open up my mind
And see you there just walking around with me
You wanna hold my hand, that's fine
You little Argentina tease
Dirty knees

The heart, just a beautiful instrument
Yeah, the heart (the heart) a beautiful instrument
My heart is a beautiful instrument
To get me out of the way of thinking
(Caught on fire, now I′m sinking)


Gonna watch it when it hit my head
My head, my head
I wanna hold my head
You wanna hold my hand
You wanna hold my hand
(You wanna hold my hand)
Hold my hand
(You wanna hold my hand)
(You wanna hold my hand)