Thea Gilmore

Thea Gilmore - Something To Sing About lyrics

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Baby, you're a quick study
I think you know that game
Once the path's been cut, honey
It won't grow back the same

Talk to me of California
Talk to me of Wigan Pier
Old Man Crow is here to warn ya
We don't like your type round here

Lift your eyes up to the heavens
It is the last deceit
Oh, my friends my gutter brethren
Won't suffer the same defeat

Children of the alleys gather
Children of the skies will roll
We'll rain our aces
You will fold, fold, fold

Don't tell me I've been wasting time
Got a few minutes left before blackout
We may be dancing on the line
But there are still some things to sing about

You could see the tide had come in
Could hear the devil choir
Couldn't bring yourself to help
So you just took command to fire

But baby, I can start a riot
I'm gonna call you out
You'll wish we stayed singing
When we lift our voice to shout

You thought it was dead and buried
A long long time ago
Don't read about it in the red tops
Hear it on the radio

Take this lesson little soldier
Sit still and learn it well
That ghost'll raise some eyebrows
That ghost'll raise some hell

Don't tell me I've been wasting time
Got a few minutes left before blackout
We may be dancing on the line
But there are still some things to sing about
Oh, there are still some things to sing about
Yeah, there are still some things to sing about

Don't tell me I've been wasting time
Got a few minutes left before blackout
We may be dancing on the line
But there are still some things to sing about
Oh, there are still some things to sing about
Yeah, there are still some things to sing about
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Author: Thea Gilmore

Composer: Thea Gilmore

Publisher: Fullfill

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Released in: 2010

Language: English

Appearing on: Regardless (2013)

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