Lyrics
Take away these, take away these, take away these early grave blues
Fatten up their, fatten up their, fatten up their policemen
Let them sing our, let them sing our, let them sing our pretty song
Take away these, take away these, take away these early grave blues
Pale man always gets his, pale man always gots his
Boot - on - our - necks
Lightning from a cloud
Lightning from a cloud
How do we get, how do we get lightning from a cloud
With love and love dear, with love and love dear
With love and love dear, with love and love dear
The world is awful cruel
The wreck'd and worn get blue
My love and I and so do you and horses' necks straining true
Hearts these hearts just won't do my love and I and so do you
Take away these, take away these, take away these early grave blues
Fatten up their, fatten up their, fatten up their policemen
Let them sing our, let them sing our, let them sing our pretty song
Take away these, take away these, take away these early grave blues
The sky goes cold while we get old
Those selfish pricks won't ever know
The simple joy of letting go
The world is sick we're born it we did it 'cause all we knew was this
Pale man always gets his, pale man always gots his
Boot - on - our - necks
Love each other that's all ...