Deus - Right as Rain lyrics
[Deus - Right as Rain lyrics]
I'm the same by name
Had a friend called 'Generous Bilby'
He was the same by name
His only advice was that he died
While I did a little dance
From dust to dust the preacher sighted
I did a little cry
On adjourn by name, last there at long
It's not favorably me for not
Believing what I saw
His only advice was that I danced
In this shinny white shirt
He should have known I'd be the
Last to be there first
Right as rain tombstone and damage done
How beautiful the naked skin
How beautiful it glows
This is where the bleeding stops and
This is what it shows
It has turned into a scar, just the same
But anyway this is where the Samuel Park
Has fit upon your toes
And a man my name had
A friend called 'Deadly Bilby'
But he slipped away
And he said, "Poor me out some whiskey, man
There's something you should know
The person that you take me for
Was buried long ago"
Right as rain
Tombstone and damage done
How beautiful the poetry
How beautiful the prose
This is where the story ends and
This is where it goes
It just turned into an alibi for a song
But anyway this is where the Samuel Park
Has fit upon your toes
Had a friend called 'Generous Bilby'
He was the same by name
His only advice was that he died
While I did a little dance
From dust to dust the preacher sighted
I did a little cry
On adjourn by name, last there at long
It's not favorably me for not
Believing what I saw
His only advice was that I danced
In this shinny white shirt
He should have known I'd be the
Last to be there first
Right as rain tombstone and damage done
How beautiful the naked skin
How beautiful it glows
This is where the bleeding stops and
This is what it shows
It has turned into a scar, just the same
But anyway this is where the Samuel Park
Has fit upon your toes
And a man my name had
A friend called 'Deadly Bilby'
But he slipped away
And he said, "Poor me out some whiskey, man
There's something you should know
The person that you take me for
Was buried long ago"
Right as rain
Tombstone and damage done
How beautiful the poetry
How beautiful the prose
This is where the story ends and
This is where it goes
It just turned into an alibi for a song
But anyway this is where the Samuel Park
Has fit upon your toes