Woodcutter's Son
Paul Weller
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Sugar town has turned so sour Its people angry in their sleep There's more small-town paranoia Sweeping down its evil sheets, You can tell it's witching hour You can feel the spirits rise When the room goes very quiet And there's hatred in their eyes You better give me the chance I'll cut you down with a glance Yeah, with my small axe, so help me, And tho' I'm only one And tho' weak I'm strong And if it comes to the crunch Then I'm the woodcutter's son And I'm cutting down the wood for the Good of everyone! There's a silence when I enter And a murmur when I leave I can see their jealous faces I can feel the ice they breathe
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Written by: PAUL JOHN WELLER
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