HOORAY FOR EVERYTHING
Written by Lauren Laverne
Sung by Lauren Laverne
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When I was made, The Good Lord rubbed my face to give it shape, He formed a callous, That’s how my face was made. Oh Sweet, Change me. Teach me to think like they do, Teach me to think like you. When I was made, The good Lord filled my veins up with silt. From the river, That’s how my blood runs cold. He says I’m sweet, Change me. Teach me to think like they do, Teach me to think like you. When I was made, The good Lord stretched my skin across a frame, Like canvas, That’s how my sense is numb. He say’s I’m sweet, Change me. Drain my colour, Leave me grey. There are too many moths around, When I shine. |
