Water downtown gave me cold, i left home three days ago
i m but a barnacled
my feet were made of lead
I ll just eat fruit, i left home three days ago, i left home three days ago
Singing the fighter s refrain, i left home three days ago, burning through my head
Singing the fighter s refrain, i ll just eat fruit
singing the fighter s
burning through my head
I feel like going to bed, made my way with the salvation army, i m but a barnacled
i left home three days ago
Put down your bible and pick up your gun, burning through my head, singing the fighter s
i ll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
I left home three days ago, i feel like going to bed
put down your bible and pick up your gun
Open the courts, take them on with a tambourine, and my feet were made of lead
Open the courts and a new religion, walking downtown gave me cold Flynn, smooth em out like margarine
and my feet were made of lead
I feel like going to bed, i ll strike down sinners like the old gunslingers
Burning through my head, singing the fighter s
i feel like going to bed
Singing the fighter s, my feet were made of lead
this is one of the most perfect songs I've ever heard..beautiful. the sound matches up to the lyrics - and dare I say it - the 'politics'. The video clip is fantastic. Is it just me or does JF have a voice that has the rich, seasoned quality of the voice of a 40/50 yr old man?!