Sheep - Bonnie "Prince" Billy
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Born in sheep's blood, plain and simple<br /> Washed out of my mother's temple<br /> All around, I heard them laughing<br /> As father sheep had stood there calvingBlack they were with white eyes gleaming<br /> Right in leaven life was seeming<br /> Brittle wind blew snow upon me<br /> I got blanketed all white and frostyIn my time I grew and killed them<br /> Or out of memory I willed them<br /> And willed in a greater history<br /> Out of massacre and mysteryWas no longer wealthy, wholly<br /> Nor anything I could grasp fully<br /> Someone rush to re-inject me<br /> Gods of gods, won't you protect me?Fixed my face and marching onward<br /> Marching, running, ever forward<br /> Buildings were a bloody vessel<br /> Edging me below the trestleThere in coal and whitened gravel<br /> I built a shield of wooden baffle<br /> Inside of which I raised a fire<br /> So I could tonight retireEveryone will tell you it's evil to be<br /> A free-thinking pecker like Bonnie old me<br /> But I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut<br /> And prove I'll be loved by any old slutLook here in my wallet<br /> It's loaded and true<br /> And now we can leave here<br /> And go and find youLyrics provided by TANCODEhttps://damnlyrics.com/" readonly=""/>
Sheep Lyrics
Born in sheep's blood, plain and simple
Washed out of my mother's temple
All around, I heard them laughing
As father sheep had stood there calvingBlack they were with white eyes gleaming
Right in leaven life was seeming
Brittle wind blew snow upon me
I got blanketed all white and frostyIn my time I grew and killed them
Or out of memory I willed them
And willed in a greater history
Out of massacre and mysteryWas no longer wealthy, wholly
Nor anything I could grasp fully
Someone rush to re-inject me
Gods of gods, won't you protect me?Fixed my face and marching onward
Marching, running, ever forward
Buildings were a bloody vessel
Edging me below the trestleThere in coal and whitened gravel
I built a shield of wooden baffle
Inside of which I raised a fire
So I could tonight retireEveryone will tell you it's evil to be
A free-thinking pecker like Bonnie old me
But I'll flex my armies and blow out my gut
And prove I'll be loved by any old slutLook here in my wallet
It's loaded and true
And now we can leave here
And go and find you
