Severed Heads

Severed Heads - Jetlag lyrics

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Hands tied in cords of gold
We'd made a deal, I went astray
Now I'm falling with hell to pay

Rode in the grip of an angel
Occupied with thoughts of gold
I learned a dance on the head of a pin
It didn't save me from eternal sin

C  Now I'm learning to fly by myself
   Stealing my grain from the mouths of birds
   Touch ground for an occasional birdbath
   Crap on the heads of passers-by

"Fairy Land doesn't last forever.  Making fun of my moping around and being
a pain in the arse, etc., etc.  Another one of these flying songs.  We've
actually dropped the lyrics on later versions.  They're a bit obvious,
y'know."
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: Volition Records

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Released in: 1987

Language: English

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