Owen Pallett - Lewis Takes Off His Shirt lyrics

rate me

<br>As soon as I got on the horse I forgot about the math. <br>Forgot about the odds against an adolescent standing up to all of Owen’s wrath. <br>The heat of prairie summer impossible to take. <br>I grab the hem and lift the fabric over my sweet head. <br>I know what you’re looking for and I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br> <br>Government rule established by a dazzling light show. <br>A hegemony armoured with a thousand-watt head and seven inches of echo. <br>I keep up my velocity my spurs are in her sides. <br>I don’t know what I’m doing and it is the only way. <br>Toward the range I’ll ride singing I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br> <br>“I am overrated” said the sculptor to the sea. <br>“I’ve been praised for all the ways the marble leaves the man and I was wrong to try and free him.” <br>And as for me I am a vector I am muscle I am bone. <br>The sun upon my shoulders and the horse between my legs <br>This is all I know. <br> <br>My senses are bedazzled by the parallax of the road. <br>I concentrate to keep contained the overflow. <br>My knuckles grip so tightly my fingers start to bleed. <br>What I have is what you need <br>And I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you. <br>I’m never gonna give it to you<br><!-- stopprint -->