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Dirt Preachers Lyrics
Everything I see is sacred
Five points to you who holds a spoil
Mother Mary, rearrange me
Help to go in through salt and soil
Twist your fingers
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
Twist your fingers
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
I weave myself into that needle's eye
With all you weak-willed creatures
I make my bed across the lion's teeth tonight
Come all you queers and dirt preachers
Twist your fingers
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
Twist your fingers
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
Come all you
To my arms
Asking for nothing
Asking for anything
Come all you
To my arms
Asking for something
Asking for anything
Come all you hungry children
To my arms
Searching for something
Searching for anything
Come all you hungry children
To my arms
Asking for nothing
Asking for anything
Five points to you who holds a spoil
Mother Mary, rearrange me
Help to go in through salt and soil
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
With all you weak-willed creatures
I make my bed across the lion's teeth tonight
Come all you queers and dirt preachers
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
Called you a star
Twist your fingers
Holy word
Golden
To my arms
Asking for nothing
Asking for anything
To my arms
Asking for something
Asking for anything
To my arms
Searching for something
Searching for anything
To my arms
Asking for nothing
Asking for anything
Song Info
Copyright
Lyrics © Bmg Rights Management
Writer
Allan Van Cleave, Benjamin Mcleod, Charles Parks, James Staebler
Duration
3:45
Producer
Dave Cobb
Release date
Sep 06, 2015
Sentiment
Positive
Submitted by
dcshannon On Sep 28, 2024
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