[ar:Matt Duke]
[ti:The Father, The Son and The Harlot's Ghost]
[00:11.32]So under this tree
[00:14.07]Far away from church and state it's just you and me
[00:19.62]There's no need to watch our backs we'll just simply be
[00:24.82]Kiss me, Honey, sweetly with our eyes closed
[00:33.19]Words like a knife
[00:35.74]Cut my father's throat and he is seething in spite
[00:41.20]Threatenin' my poor mother so she kneels every night
[00:46.15]To a prized God divided in the fight
[00:53.45]O' sweet thing, bombs away!
[01:01.00]And I'll say
[01:04.55]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[01:09.55]And for you I bleed
[01:15.20]So string up my girl
[01:17.60]Deviant and faithless and a bane to your world
[01:21.95]Malintent with ignorance it's all so absurd
[01:28.20]Worthless and you're worth it all the same (the same...)
[01:35.95]I starve in my cell
[01:38.50]Man is bound in shackles between heaven and hell
[01:43.70]Whether it's worth dying for is too soon to tell
[01:47.55]Bloody mouthed and screaming out a name (a name, a name...)
[01:57.15]O' sweet thing, bombs away!
[02:03.90]And I'll say
[02:05.40]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:12.15]And for you I bleed, but every drop was such and waste and
[02:17.75]O' sweet thing, bombs away!
[02:24.60]And I'll say
[02:28.20]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[02:33.05]And for you I bleed
[02:34.80]There was nothing left when you bred contempt
[02:40.60]In a shit town turning your acts into killers
[02:43.95]So far gone
[02:48.91]Oh Holy Father, I bit my tongue
[02:51.61]But Your good word's turning your saints into sinners
[02:54.06]So far gone, oh
[02:59.96]So under this tree
[03:01.01]We grew roots and branches kept a hope that our leaves
[03:07.36]They will turn through seasons and then fall to the feet
[03:12.41]Of the children that came after us in Spring (in Spring...)
[03:17.11]O' sweet thing, bombs away!
[03:26.91]And I'll say
[03:29.31]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[03:35.72]And for you I bleed, though every drop was such a waste and
[03:41.92]O' sweet thing, bombs away!
[03:49.97]And I'll say
[03:51.12]To you I leave a pox upon this awful place
[03:57.87]And for you I bleed
[04:02.77]So under this tree
[04:03.82]Far away from church and state it's just you and me
[04:08.72]There's no need to watch our backs we'll just simply be
[04:13.67]Kiss me, Honey, sweetly with our eyes closed