Down the Well Songtext
von The Bevis Frond

George, another pint of Winter Warmer
See the bubbles rising, that′s not right now
Cans and bottles and the guilt of the disposer
I never the was one preaching
You never know who you're reaching
But now I seem to do it
Most of the time
Down in the well
Down in the well
Down in the well
I hold fort
Do I stand beneath a falling building?
Like some 1920′s window cleaner
Just an architect created pancake
I never was one for running


There's always something coming
Wherever you hide it always
Finds you asleep
Down in the well
Down in the well
Down in the well
I sleep free
Down in the well
Down in the well
Down in the well
I remain
Down in the well
Down in the well
Down in the well
I remain