Swervedriver - Harry And Maggie lyrics

rate me

I was born on a close street down a hill

The trees that line the street

Could sense the winter change

They felt the chill

They ducked and dived

And so we knew that they were alive

Until the year the silver rain came down

The trees turned mauve

And so did my hands

Oh, and the sound . . .

There was no sound and I'm freezing in the sun

Nobody cares to hide the dopeheads and the suicides

'Cause everyone freezes in the sun

And it's fallin' away

I kicked around with Harry

Who lived near Salisbury Plain

He worked on the cathedral there every now and again

He worked with stone, carved with stone

Odd jobs on the telephone

One sunny day he was sent to the Houses of Parliament

chipping' away at the gargoyles

Under the blistering sun

He carved out "Maggie Sucks" on the backs of every one

And so in five-hundred years

There's gonna be some history here

After it all subsides in the sun

And it's fallin' away

And I don't wanna know

I'm glad I don't know

What's draggin' it under

Another day, another loon

A new pied piper calls the tune

So blow it up, watch it explode

Noah's ark on overload

Wrestle with the results and throw 'em round the ring

Everybody knows there ain't no rules in wrestling

(everybody knows there ain't no rules)

The referee's a dupe

Who only old ladies and children believe

I'm getting up now to leave

I'll go back to that street someday

The air's better there anyway

Though the trees are still gonna freeze in the sun

And it's fallin' away

And I don't wanna know

I'm glad I don't know

What's draggin' it under