Man of Straw - Sad Lovers And Giants
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Man of Straw Lyrics
Like confession whispered slowly
Hate's a word that's spoken softly
Horror fills his pretty scrapbook
A massacre won't change his outlookOh man of strawSheltered in his cut out life style
If time were small he'd be a sundial
Hope wrung dry with values static
'save me', he cries, 'from these fanatics'
Standing lonely trusting no one
In disarray with collar undoneKicked again he counts his blessings
But with no brain he's always guessing
Standing lonely trusting no one
In disarray with collar undone
Like confession whispered slowly
Hate's a word that's spoken softly
Like confession whispered slowly
Hate's a word that's spoken softly
Standing lonely trusting no one
In disarray with collar undone
Horror fills his pretty scrapbook
But with no brain he's always guessing
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