Weaving in his basket chair Twist you round a lock of hair Made of straw, the wicker man Made of straw, I'll blow your house down
Bishops falling from the windows The lightening makes your hair stand on end This dervish frenzy will make you run around This dervish frenzy will turn your head around Blow the house down Blow the house down
Stretching a rubber band Miracles trip our feet where we stand Shift the ground, caterpillar man Crumbling castles in the sand Blow the house down Down, blow the house down
Feebly we put our heads out of our foxy lairs We feel the chill from the night scare Standing in the storm waiting for the flash to crash Counting seconds before we turn to ash It's getting nearer, so nearer It's getting nearer, blow the house down Down, blow the house down
This dervish frenzy will turn your head around Standing on the stairs that want to fall down It's getting nearer, don't turn your head around Made of straw, a lighted match, burn the house down
Weaving in his basket chair Twist you round a lock of hair Made of straw, the wicker man Made of straw, I'll blow your house down Down, blow your house down Down, down to the ground Turn your head around Turn your head around
This dervish frenzy will turn your head around Standing on the stairs that want to fall down Down to the ground Pillars of salt watch as it all burns down Down to the ground Down to the ground Turn your head around This dervish frenzy will turn your head around Down, down to the ground Blow the house down Down to the ground Blow the house down Down, down to the groundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
