Andrew Bird’s Bowl of Fire, Andrew Bird - Minor Stab lyrics
[Andrew Bird’s Bowl of Fire, Andrew Bird - Minor Stab lyrics]
Somepeople was an angry thin-skinned man
Couldn't get along with his one man band
Quarter stick rocket and nails in his pocket
And a crying shame, Somepeople is his name
Oh, Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion he
Is the one to blame
He used to take the train
From old Montparnasse to Madrid
Hustles up a little under fifty quid
Underneath the shell is an angry fire
But who's the first to jump on the pyre?
Oh, Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion he
Is the one to blame
Some people like to bake a honey-coiled ham
Some people like to roast a leg of lamb
Some people have a complicated coat to mend
We'll all be milking goats in the end
Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion that
He is the one to blame
Couldn't get along with his one man band
Quarter stick rocket and nails in his pocket
And a crying shame, Somepeople is his name
Oh, Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion he
Is the one to blame
He used to take the train
From old Montparnasse to Madrid
Hustles up a little under fifty quid
Underneath the shell is an angry fire
But who's the first to jump on the pyre?
Oh, Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion he
Is the one to blame
Some people like to bake a honey-coiled ham
Some people like to roast a leg of lamb
Some people have a complicated coat to mend
We'll all be milking goats in the end
Poor Old Pierrot Somepeople
What an unfortunate name
Some people have the lowdown notion that
He is the one to blame