The Icicle Works - All the Daughters (Of Her Father's House)

Forgive me for the state I'm in
They cut the rope that I was climbing
Tally with incentive
You should slip down here

And taste the poison
Small fat man with case in hand,
Surveys the situation,
Brother the small price of a bicycle

Isn't mine
We'll be watching, we'll be waiting
Heavens let you heart decide,
She's all the daughters of her father's house

See the changes, none the wiser,
Ton o'rusty dreams inside her,
All the daughters of her father's house
You and I are old companions,

Can't resist the challenge can we?
Saw you on the television,
Nine years older up and counting,
Father drove the taxi cab,

I'd sit below the meter,
If you'd try to hail us,
We'd have passed you by
We'll be watching, we'll be waiting

Heavens let you heart decide,
She's all the daughters of her father's house
See the changes, none the wiser,
Ton o'rusty dreams inside her,

All the daughters of her father's house
Can't pin it down, I'm confused
Been abused but maybe not
Giv'em greed would not bite

The hand that feeds

Written by:
IAN MCNABB

Publisher:
Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing

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