This is about bronies. They communicate by stomping.
It was a miracle I even got out of Longwood alive
This town full of men with big mouths and no guts
I mean, if you can just picture it:
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pourin' out of the dance halls
Starin' up at the smoke and the flames
And the blind pencil seller wavin' his stick
Shoutin' for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road
And me, if you can believe this
At the wheel of the car
Closin' my eyes and actually prayin'
Not to God above, but to you
Sayin':
Help me girl, help me girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
Some things we plan, we sit and we invent
And we plot and cook up
Others are works of inspiration, of poetry
And it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs
To say my last goodbye
To her hair white as snow and her pale blue eyes
Sayin': "I gotta go, I gotta go
The bomb and the bread basket
Are ready to blow,"
In this town of men with big mouths and no guts
The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion
And leapin' under my wheels
As I careered out of Longwood
On my way to you
Waitin' in your dress
In your dress of blue
I said:
Thank you girl, thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
And with the horses prancin' through the fields
With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield
I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you
Waitin for me
In your dress of blue
Thank you girl
Thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
This town full of men with big mouths and no guts
I mean, if you can just picture it:
The whole third floor of the hotel gutted by the blast
And the street below showered in shards of broken glass
And all the drunks pourin' out of the dance halls
Starin' up at the smoke and the flames
And the blind pencil seller wavin' his stick
Shoutin' for his dog that lay dead on the side of the road
And me, if you can believe this
At the wheel of the car
Closin' my eyes and actually prayin'
Not to God above, but to you
Sayin':
Help me girl, help me girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
Some things we plan, we sit and we invent
And we plot and cook up
Others are works of inspiration, of poetry
And it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs
To say my last goodbye
To her hair white as snow and her pale blue eyes
Sayin': "I gotta go, I gotta go
The bomb and the bread basket
Are ready to blow,"
In this town of men with big mouths and no guts
The pencil seller's dog spooked by the explosion
And leapin' under my wheels
As I careered out of Longwood
On my way to you
Waitin' in your dress
In your dress of blue
I said:
Thank you girl, thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
And with the horses prancin' through the fields
With my knife in my jeans and the rain on the shield
I sang a song for the glory of the beauty of you
Waitin for me
In your dress of blue
Thank you girl
Thank you girl
I'll love you till the end of the world
With your eyes black as coal and your long dark curls
Lyrics submitted by delial, edited by Mellow_Harsher
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"What I want to know is who is the "other" woman - the one with hair white as snow and pale blue eyes?"
Thats exactly what I was asking myself too...
And it was this genius hand that pushed me up the hotel stairs To say my last goodbye To her hair white as snow and her pale blue eyes Sayin': "I gotta go, I gotta go The bomb and the bread basket Are ready to blow,"
In my opinion this few lyrics change the whole meaning of the song, which is otherwise pretty straight-forward, and in the Nick Cave`s style....
So who is the blond girl? If anybody has any idea please comment...