coffin salesman – drinkin’ with giles lyrics
call me up to tell a lie, call me up i’ll testify, but it must be a different man you’re looking down on now. there might be blood all over my hands but i’ve cleaned them in the land and if you want a martyr you can have one now. cause i sold out the ones i love, i cut them wings off turtle doves, you know i didn’t come here for forgiveness or applause. but the night is growing cold and these bones are way too old so you can tell the law i’m more stubborn than they are
so you put your hands over your heart, right before it all falls apart. this town is full of ghosts, full of wolves in preachers’ clothes. so come on gather up your stones…and bring ’em down
bring it on i’ll take the weight, bring it on i got the hate, you know there’s no such thing as a cop that you can trust. this town used to be secure, but now no one really seems sure. they prey over that cross just like it is a crutch
so put your hands over your heart….
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