Song | Woodpecker |
Artist | The Handsome Family |
Album | Wilderness |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
(Verse) | |
Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
That famous window smasher | |
Was just a quiet gloom of yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
From across Wisconsin | |
(Verse) | |
She took a pitch of cocaine | |
But only for her nerves | |
Was known for trembling hands | |
A little bottle in her purse | |
(Chorus) | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn’t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
(Verse) | |
At dusk she took the train | |
Just a hammer in her bag | |
She went from town to town, yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
Smashing every plain of glass | |
(Verse) | |
Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
Shattered in the night | |
Her hammer through a window’s gleam | |
Filled the air with light | |
(Chorus x2) | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn’t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
(Verse) | |
In a state asylum | |
The windows caged in bars | |
The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
Til she was seeing stars | |
(Verse) | |
Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
Her mind still hammered on | |
Until the glasses that are smashed, yodel-eh-hi-hi | |
And she flew off into the trees | |
(Chorus) | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn’t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees |
Verse | |
Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
That famous window smasher | |
Was just a quiet gloom of yodelehhihi | |
From across Wisconsin | |
Verse | |
She took a pitch of cocaine | |
But only for her nerves | |
Was known for trembling hands | |
A little bottle in her purse | |
Chorus | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
Verse | |
At dusk she took the train | |
Just a hammer in her bag | |
She went from town to town, yodelehhihi | |
Smashing every plain of glass | |
Verse | |
Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
Shattered in the night | |
Her hammer through a window' s gleam | |
Filled the air with light | |
Chorus x2 | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
Verse | |
In a state asylum | |
The windows caged in bars | |
The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
Til she was seeing stars | |
Verse | |
Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
Her mind still hammered on | |
Until the glasses that are smashed, yodelehhihi | |
And she flew off into the trees | |
Chorus | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees |
Verse | |
Lovely Mary, sweetie | |
That famous window smasher | |
Was just a quiet gloom of yodelehhihi | |
From across Wisconsin | |
Verse | |
She took a pitch of cocaine | |
But only for her nerves | |
Was known for trembling hands | |
A little bottle in her purse | |
Chorus | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
Verse | |
At dusk she took the train | |
Just a hammer in her bag | |
She went from town to town, yodelehhihi | |
Smashing every plain of glass | |
Verse | |
Store fronts mirrors, windshields | |
Shattered in the night | |
Her hammer through a window' s gleam | |
Filled the air with light | |
Chorus x2 | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees | |
Verse | |
In a state asylum | |
The windows caged in bars | |
The soaked her in a nice cold bath | |
Til she was seeing stars | |
Verse | |
Wrapped up in her straitjacket | |
Her mind still hammered on | |
Until the glasses that are smashed, yodelehhihi | |
And she flew off into the trees | |
Chorus | |
She was a woodpecker | |
She couldn' t help but free | |
All the things that had inside | |
All the pretty trees |