2: /By hook or by crooked look give me land One fist holds a lighter the other your hand The oh’s of your screams still echo in yer dreams I’ll point you steer and we’ll rip up the map by the /seams
1: It /seems oh it seems To me That you You can’t sleep/
2: /Grab the stroud and we’ll roar to the clouds come and get us And the wind picks up up up and I’ll never let you Down it’s time to fight don’t be yellow bellied Hold the bar at Hurley's hurly burly's give em hell give em /hell
1: but I /held your hand As you shook in the middle of the night Without waking you said Both: Not yet not yet Not yet not yet Not yet not
Chorus: 1: Sing me awake with a song about pirates And I will try to harmonise Both: And sip the sunlight from your eyes Oh sing me awake With all the things we’ll do today But instead we’ll build a den Out of pillows and get drunk again 1: Cos everyone knows sex is better when you’re Unemployed
It seems oh it seems To me That you You can’t dance For shit
2: Where is god ma Where’s the vodka If my old mum could see me now Oh how she’d howl she’d /howl
1: hold my hand As you shook in the middle of the night Without waking you said Both: Not yet not yet Not yet not yet Not yet not yet Not yet not yet Not yet not yet Not yet not yet not yet not
Chorus
Breakdown 1&2: I cannot find the words to keep you It cannot be a lie if no one hears Let the seabirds Don’t turn 'round He says
Love Run
2: O let the world come at you, love, Like distant toms a-drumming. Love, run! The song you know's begun,
O let the earth a-tumble, love, And humble you withal, Keep running. It’s up to you now, Up to you now love to
Chorus: (Love) Run, love run For all the things you’ve done Run for all the things that drum Run for all those pages thumbed
Love run, love run For all the things we wished we’d done Run from all you know that’s coming Run to show that love’s worth running to
1: Let foul men band and heed your hum For that ancient hymn you heard me strumming? Is nought but fumble-falls and guns And tumbleweeds. Love, run! It's nought that rum won't solve Though some would harm you, none - not one - no none Will raise to you a hand nor thumb Both: Not while by you I stand and hum
Both: Chorus
2: All that matters Is that you're here All that matters
O let the land come at you, love, With all it's sand and sin, a-singing. A song you once knew well's begun, Run until your lungs are numb. Now let the earth a-tumble, love, And humble you withal, keep running. It's not from what we run that drums, But what's to come, what’s to come
Both: ChorusTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
