Song | Head Rolls Off |
Artist | Frightened Rabbit |
Album | Head Rolls Off |
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Jesus is just a | |
Spanish boy's name | |
How come one man got so much fame? | |
And to enemy, it's pointless to anybody | |
That doesn't have faith | |
Give me the cloth and | |
I'll wipe my face | |
When it's all gone, something carries on | |
And it's not morbid at all | |
Just when nature’s had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else's will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else's will turn | |
And while | |
I'm alive, | |
I'll make tiny changes to earth | |
So you can burn me‘ | |
Cause we'll all be the same, the same way | |
Dirt in someone's eyes cried down the drain | |
I believe in a house in the clouds | |
And God's got | |
His dead friends 'round | |
He's painted all the walls red | |
To remind them they're all dead | |
And you know when it's all gone, something carries on | |
And it's not morbid at all | |
Just when nature's had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else's will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else's will turn | |
You can mark my words, | |
I'll make changes to earth | |
While I'm alive, | |
I'll make tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth |
Jesus is just a | |
Spanish boy' s name | |
How come one man got so much fame? | |
And to enemy, it' s pointless to anybody | |
That doesn' t have faith | |
Give me the cloth and | |
I' ll wipe my face | |
When it' s all gone, something carries on | |
And it' s not morbid at all | |
Just when nature' s had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else' s will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else' s will turn | |
And while | |
I' m alive, | |
I' ll make tiny changes to earth | |
So you can burn me' | |
Cause we' ll all be the same, the same way | |
Dirt in someone' s eyes cried down the drain | |
I believe in a house in the clouds | |
And God' s got | |
His dead friends ' round | |
He' s painted all the walls red | |
To remind them they' re all dead | |
And you know when it' s all gone, something carries on | |
And it' s not morbid at all | |
Just when nature' s had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else' s will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else' s will turn | |
You can mark my words, | |
I' ll make changes to earth | |
While I' m alive, | |
I' ll make tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth |
Jesus is just a | |
Spanish boy' s name | |
How come one man got so much fame? | |
And to enemy, it' s pointless to anybody | |
That doesn' t have faith | |
Give me the cloth and | |
I' ll wipe my face | |
When it' s all gone, something carries on | |
And it' s not morbid at all | |
Just when nature' s had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else' s will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else' s will turn | |
And while | |
I' m alive, | |
I' ll make tiny changes to earth | |
So you can burn me' | |
Cause we' ll all be the same, the same way | |
Dirt in someone' s eyes cried down the drain | |
I believe in a house in the clouds | |
And God' s got | |
His dead friends ' round | |
He' s painted all the walls red | |
To remind them they' re all dead | |
And you know when it' s all gone, something carries on | |
And it' s not morbid at all | |
Just when nature' s had enough of you | |
When my blood stops, someone else' s will not | |
When my head rolls off, someone else' s will turn | |
You can mark my words, | |
I' ll make changes to earth | |
While I' m alive, | |
I' ll make tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth, tiny changes to earth | |
Tiny changes to earth |