Lyrics:
Made a steeple with your fingers
Made a cradle with a piece of string
Made a snowman, made a treehouse
Made a game of everything
But when you,
Kid creole killed all of his own people
Instigate the beat genuflecting
In the steeple
Video killed what we
Once
Stood for
Who we gonna look
to the steeple
And awaited Armageddon to go down
Place your queens on the table
Who are weeping for your daughters
Who are waiting for their Sunday to return
the church for the steeple
I bought you Game 5 tickets, made my pussy the sequel
So you really don't think about me?
And you really don't miss me?
Though I
found about great ruins
Pictures of three remarkable steeples, or towers
Built purposely awry, so as they seem eternally tipping and falling
Ivy is growing outside the church, the steeple and the cross
Cobwebs are growing inside the church the people and the cross
Ivy is green
from the steeple,
Bees are in the flowers, growing in the graveyard,
And over the hill, where the river meets the mill,
A lovely girl is coming down,
to Mozambique
Was givin' praise with the Deacon at the steeple
Spirit-seekin'on the weekend with a tea can and a pair of old shades
It's such a beautiful thing
climb to the highest steeple
And tell the world he's mine.
'Til he holds me
I wait impatiently.
Where the boys are,
Where the boys are,
Where
and proceed
To feast with equals
Your church steeples only set more eyes on ra
Confusion on your face when I
Call my brothers god
Grasp open fist with right met
their sorrowful sound
The hands on the steeple clock
(Have stopped)
For you have done me wrong
In the chapel
Bells still ring
High in heaven
I shout all my obscenities from steeples,
but please dont label me a madman,
I'm off to see the Bootleg Beatles,
as the bootleg Mark Chapman,
Cafe
they play that old jukebox
With all the power of the steeple clocks
Until the streets were left without a trace of sound
And only shadows move around
the Clarendon Bar and Hotel
He fled towards the old church, there on the outskirts
Thinking he'd climb that old steeple bell
But a rifle ball came flying face
There's equal spaces between the hurdles and steeple chases
So I don't go around blowing smoke in people's faces
Rather than acting like a pest
We said goodbye with a highball,
Then I got as high as a steeple,
But we were intelligent people,
No tears, no fuss,
Hooray for us.
Strictly
at the steeple, it's midnight
Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy
It's ringing with cheer
'Cause yesterday's gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is
at the steeple, it's midnight
Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy
It's ringing with cheer
'Cause yesterday's gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is
at your most peculiar ways.
Rocking horse people, now what do they win,
when tied to their steeples with a dare and do grin.
Sometimes I'll sruggle with
direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone?
Princess on the steeple and all the pretty people
They're drinkin', thinkin' that they got
at the steeple, it's midnight
Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy
It's ringing with cheer
'Cause yesterday's gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is
at the steeple, it's midnight
Unhappy people, it's ringing with joy
It's ringing with cheer
'Cause yesterday's gone
Tomorrow is near
Midnight, the heart is
the game, what goes around comes around
Next week that could be your muthafuckin hearse ridin through that town
That could be yo mama cryin in that steeple
standing at the depot
With a steeple full of swallows
That could never ring the bell
And I come ten thousand miles away
With not one thing to show
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