Editors

Editors - Bricks and mortar lyrics

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No one understands, 
the way you found your God,
there's a bullet in your hands,
Give a dog a bone, 
feed him for the day,
and teach him how to kill and,
I am the close defence
I am the city wall,
stealing pounds and pence 
from you all.

Still no one understands, 
the way you found your God,
there's a bullet in your hands.

Pour salt water on the wound,
pour salt water on the wound,
this home is more than 
Bricks and Mortar,
pour salt water on the wound.

Ah!

When the boys told you, 
you have the arms of a soldier,
those arms will never hold her again.
It's just like I told you, 
when the boys told you,
he's gonna be a soldier for them!

Pour salt water on the wound,
pour salt water on the wound,
this home is more than 
Bricks and Mortar,
pour salt water on the wound.

I hope life is good for you.
I hope life is good for you.
I hope life is good for you,
I hope life is good for you 

Ah!
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Author: Ed Lay, Russell Leetch, Tom Smith, Chris Urbanowicz

Composer: ?

Publisher: Kitchenware Records

Details:

Released in: 2011

Language: English

Translations: French

Appearing on: In This Light and on This Evening (2009)

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