Sick Songtext
von Wives of Farmers

Hey there can I take a walk on your hillside
I′ll have a drink from your alpine stream
Can I take your dog for a walk
He looks pretty keen
As the sun rushes up through the trees

Hey dad can I take a walk in your shoes now
Remember when you bought me that car
I said that I did not want it
Sometimes some gifts are just to big


Driving around by the big hotels
And the sum of your parts were a mystery from the start
Easterly swell
Seaweed as well
And a headache like a door slam
I'll sit right down
They′ll be back around
Like a mirage to take me home again

You raised your voice
And that was your choice
While they sat in the kitchen drinking tea
I was sick
Fucking sick
Just close the curtains and let me be
Please