Two Hands Songtext
Glued to the channel
The horror
And the awe
Flames licked the chapel
The steeple and the door
If they hadn't been saved by the gallows
The crowd would've torn him apart
The CEO just wanna be alone
It's not just timber, it's not just stone
Yeah
The horror
And the awe
Flames licked the chapel
The steeple and the door
If they hadn't been saved by the gallows
The crowd would've torn him apart
The CEO just wanna be alone
It's not just timber, it's not just stone
Yeah
Yeah
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
And the spirit
That you love
Will endure beyond this firе
The bauxite you dug
Will rejoin thе stars
They apologized sincerely
When they downed the church
But dry your eyes, see clearly
Oh, honey, it could be worse Yeah
Yeah
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
God
Loves
Good
Mi-i-i-ines
Black
Heart
Dead
Skie-ie-ie-ies
A hanging man blowing kisses in the breeze
A plowed moon with narcissus as her leaves
You might say I'm fine
But life was green when I took the vine
Hung by the feet from a length of twine
Swung on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
Swinging on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
Swinging on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
Uh
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
And the spirit
That you love
Will endure beyond this firе
The bauxite you dug
Will rejoin thе stars
They apologized sincerely
When they downed the church
But dry your eyes, see clearly
Oh, honey, it could be worse Yeah
Yeah
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
God
Loves
Good
Mi-i-i-ines
Black
Heart
Dead
Skie-ie-ie-ies
A hanging man blowing kisses in the breeze
A plowed moon with narcissus as her leaves
You might say I'm fine
But life was green when I took the vine
Hung by the feet from a length of twine
Swung on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
Swinging on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
Swinging on the breeze from a Norfolk pine
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
If your blood pumps and your heart beats
I'll meet you on the corner of my street
And our two hands can make a fist
Red mist
Uh
