| Song | Pigeons |
| Artist | The Hundred In The Hands |
| Album | The Hundred In The Hands |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:14.32] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:16.18] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:21.83] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:23.44] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:29.09] | Saturday comes Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:36.58] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:38.21] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:41.67] | |
| [00:44.00] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [00:45.67] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [00:47.59] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [00:51.37] | I have the feeling they’re not breathing. |
| [00:56.01] | |
| [00:58.08] | She’s shaking like a rattle |
| [01:00.29] | Sneaking out, the hour’s still |
| [01:02.39] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:06.17] | Watching the time unwind. |
| [01:11.03] | |
| [01:13.47] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:17.08] | Saturday comes, |
| [01:18.73] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [01:20.96] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:24.13] | we go |
| [01:25.25] | |
| [01:28.15] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [01:30.02] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [01:31.84] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [01:35.64] | I have the feeling they’re not bleeding. |
| [01:39.99] | |
| [01:42.95] | Laughing like a right-loon |
| [01:44.69] | Slavering at the silvery moon |
| [01:46.53] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:50.40] | Waiting for him to come. |
| [01:54.81] | |
| [01:57.84] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:01.48] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:03.03] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [02:05.34] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:08.31] | we go |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:19.50] | She is still not still is not still. |
| [02:22.46] | He is here and not here at all. |
| [02:24.68] | |
| [02:27.14] | Cold grey morning, waking in his room she goes |
| [02:30.90] | Crawling out the window, |
| [02:32.73] | Climbing up the crooked stairs. |
| [02:34.76] | Above the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons |
| [02:37.44] | Turning circles in the morning sky. |
| [02:41.33] | |
| [02:42.11] | I don’t know why, you don’t just fly away, |
| [02:48.59] | Fly away, fly away |
| [02:53.37] | |
| [02:56.84] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:58.47] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:04.20] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:05.79] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:11.59] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:13.25] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:19.04] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:20.66] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:26.00] | We go |
| [00:14.32] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:16.18] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:21.83] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:23.44] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:29.09] | Saturday comes Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:36.58] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:38.21] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:41.67] | |
| [00:44.00] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [00:45.67] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [00:47.59] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [00:51.37] | I have the feeling they' re not breathing. |
| [00:56.01] | |
| [00:58.08] | She' s shaking like a rattle |
| [01:00.29] | Sneaking out, the hour' s still |
| [01:02.39] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:06.17] | Watching the time unwind. |
| [01:11.03] | |
| [01:13.47] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:17.08] | Saturday comes, |
| [01:18.73] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [01:20.96] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:24.13] | we go |
| [01:25.25] | |
| [01:28.15] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [01:30.02] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [01:31.84] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [01:35.64] | I have the feeling they' re not bleeding. |
| [01:39.99] | |
| [01:42.95] | Laughing like a rightloon |
| [01:44.69] | Slavering at the silvery moon |
| [01:46.53] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:50.40] | Waiting for him to come. |
| [01:54.81] | |
| [01:57.84] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:01.48] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:03.03] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [02:05.34] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:08.31] | we go |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:19.50] | She is still not still is not still. |
| [02:22.46] | He is here and not here at all. |
| [02:24.68] | |
| [02:27.14] | Cold grey morning, waking in his room she goes |
| [02:30.90] | Crawling out the window, |
| [02:32.73] | Climbing up the crooked stairs. |
| [02:34.76] | Above the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons |
| [02:37.44] | Turning circles in the morning sky. |
| [02:41.33] | |
| [02:42.11] | I don' t know why, you don' t just fly away, |
| [02:48.59] | Fly away, fly away |
| [02:53.37] | |
| [02:56.84] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:58.47] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:04.20] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:05.79] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:11.59] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:13.25] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:19.04] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:20.66] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:26.00] | We go |
| [00:14.32] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:16.18] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:21.83] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:23.44] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:29.09] | Saturday comes Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:36.58] | Saturday comes, |
| [00:38.21] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [00:41.67] | |
| [00:44.00] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [00:45.67] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [00:47.59] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [00:51.37] | I have the feeling they' re not breathing. |
| [00:56.01] | |
| [00:58.08] | She' s shaking like a rattle |
| [01:00.29] | Sneaking out, the hour' s still |
| [01:02.39] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:06.17] | Watching the time unwind. |
| [01:11.03] | |
| [01:13.47] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:17.08] | Saturday comes, |
| [01:18.73] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [01:20.96] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [01:24.13] | we go |
| [01:25.25] | |
| [01:28.15] | Kicking on the edge of town |
| [01:30.02] | Counting all the pigeons down |
| [01:31.84] | Walking in the steps of men. |
| [01:35.64] | I have the feeling they' re not bleeding. |
| [01:39.99] | |
| [01:42.95] | Laughing like a rightloon |
| [01:44.69] | Slavering at the silvery moon |
| [01:46.53] | Waiting for the room to fall in |
| [01:50.40] | Waiting for him to come. |
| [01:54.81] | |
| [01:57.84] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:01.48] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:03.03] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [02:05.34] | Saturday, Saturday |
| [02:08.31] | we go |
| [02:09.09] | |
| [02:19.50] | She is still not still is not still. |
| [02:22.46] | He is here and not here at all. |
| [02:24.68] | |
| [02:27.14] | Cold grey morning, waking in his room she goes |
| [02:30.90] | Crawling out the window, |
| [02:32.73] | Climbing up the crooked stairs. |
| [02:34.76] | Above the ceiling leaning tracing pigeons |
| [02:37.44] | Turning circles in the morning sky. |
| [02:41.33] | |
| [02:42.11] | I don' t know why, you don' t just fly away, |
| [02:48.59] | Fly away, fly away |
| [02:53.37] | |
| [02:56.84] | Saturday comes, |
| [02:58.47] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:04.20] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:05.79] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:11.59] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:13.25] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:19.04] | Saturday comes, |
| [03:20.66] | Sunday comes, we go |
| [03:26.00] | We go |