Song | Hailstones |
Artist | The Tiger Lillies |
Album | Plague Songs |
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On the first day in my tin shack | |
I took cocaine and I took crack | |
And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
And in those hailstones I drown | |
On the second day in my shack of tin | |
I took angel dust and heroin | |
And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
I thought I heard God call | |
And the hailstones | |
On the third day in my house of tin | |
I took strychnine | |
On the fourth day in my tin home | |
I made a chapel all alone | |
By crucifixes I did lie | |
Then I heard a voice cry | |
And the hailstones | |
On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
A voice came from within | |
Outside the hailstones did fall | |
It wasn’t God who did call | |
And the hailstones | |
And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
I died all alone | |
On the seventh day | |
Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
Till I was dead |
On the first day in my tin shack | |
I took cocaine and I took crack | |
And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
And in those hailstones I drown | |
On the second day in my shack of tin | |
I took angel dust and heroin | |
And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
I thought I heard God call | |
And the hailstones | |
On the third day in my house of tin | |
I took strychnine | |
On the fourth day in my tin home | |
I made a chapel all alone | |
By crucifixes I did lie | |
Then I heard a voice cry | |
And the hailstones | |
On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
A voice came from within | |
Outside the hailstones did fall | |
It wasn' t God who did call | |
And the hailstones | |
And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
I died all alone | |
On the seventh day | |
Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
Till I was dead |
On the first day in my tin shack | |
I took cocaine and I took crack | |
And I heard the hailstones falling down | |
And in those hailstones I drown | |
On the second day in my shack of tin | |
I took angel dust and heroin | |
And the hailstones I heard them fall | |
I thought I heard God call | |
And the hailstones | |
On the third day in my house of tin | |
I took strychnine | |
On the fourth day in my tin home | |
I made a chapel all alone | |
By crucifixes I did lie | |
Then I heard a voice cry | |
And the hailstones | |
On the fifth day in my home of tin | |
A voice came from within | |
Outside the hailstones did fall | |
It wasn' t God who did call | |
And the hailstones | |
And on the sixth day in my tin home | |
I died all alone | |
On the seventh day | |
Hailstones heavy as lead beat me | |
Till I was dead |