Dumb Waiter Songtext
von Royal Canoe
Dumb Waiter Songtext
Been about a week since the news stopped coming
Tired of the wait and I can′t stop shaking violently
I'm running through the rain as the thunder′s drumming
Down to the beach for a final take and
We found a bar room floor worth breaking in
Though I know a vicious tide approaches
I'll hold the umbrella till the very last dance
Keepin' all the raindrops from their noses
Bailing out the brothas with my very own hands
Maybe it′d be better if I told the masters
But he doesn′t even bother 'bout a soldier dying′ violently
I hid the last letter by the last pilaster
Under my guard there'll be no cryin′
Down at the beach as the waves come sighing in.
The sky is pounding
Spelling out a history we're shouting now
Resounding, fighting its way to the south pacific, hello!
It′s gonna move a mountain
Running at the hearts of the ones that hated the most
Now I'm counting
Down the days till they fill my veins with justice
Though I know a vicious tide approaches
I'll hold the umbrella till the very last dance
Keepin′ all the raindrops from their noses
Bailing out the brothas with my very own hands
Tired of the wait and I can′t stop shaking violently
I'm running through the rain as the thunder′s drumming
Down to the beach for a final take and
We found a bar room floor worth breaking in
Though I know a vicious tide approaches
I'll hold the umbrella till the very last dance
Keepin' all the raindrops from their noses
Bailing out the brothas with my very own hands
Maybe it′d be better if I told the masters
But he doesn′t even bother 'bout a soldier dying′ violently
I hid the last letter by the last pilaster
Under my guard there'll be no cryin′
Down at the beach as the waves come sighing in.
The sky is pounding
Spelling out a history we're shouting now
Resounding, fighting its way to the south pacific, hello!
It′s gonna move a mountain
Running at the hearts of the ones that hated the most
Now I'm counting
Down the days till they fill my veins with justice
Though I know a vicious tide approaches
I'll hold the umbrella till the very last dance
Keepin′ all the raindrops from their noses
Bailing out the brothas with my very own hands
Writer(s): Matthew Christopher Peters, Nathan Blanchard Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com