Junior Brother - You Make a Fine Picture lyrics
[Junior Brother - You Make a Fine Picture lyrics]
Total inebriation
Exhaust and moans whisper up the field
A word I heard from the road's bend
of a body and horse spread across the tracks
The news had passed this way in the night
And yes there was porter in my pint
The tale I told eluded me, so I carried on
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
An untied loose end
You talk to me in cloak and dagger"
Tipsy night in April
I asked you then would you be my wife
The echoe of your no will chase me
To the clouds or to the clod
Thank God for the wheels below me
To take me from this place at speed
The road eluded me, so I carried on
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
Some untied loose ends
You talk to me, forever saying nothing"
A dram in a man's hand from the main land
Is not beyond my understanding
Forward in the dark, pulled
Over at a humpback
What 's that stupid tube
The difference between me and you
Come down here 'til we fix your tube I'll
Prove we are the exact same
In two completely different places
Stupid accent stupid life
The same ten fingers and two faces
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
Some untied loose ends
You talk to me in cloak and dagger"
Exhaust and moans whisper up the field
A word I heard from the road's bend
of a body and horse spread across the tracks
The news had passed this way in the night
And yes there was porter in my pint
The tale I told eluded me, so I carried on
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
An untied loose end
You talk to me in cloak and dagger"
Tipsy night in April
I asked you then would you be my wife
The echoe of your no will chase me
To the clouds or to the clod
Thank God for the wheels below me
To take me from this place at speed
The road eluded me, so I carried on
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
Some untied loose ends
You talk to me, forever saying nothing"
A dram in a man's hand from the main land
Is not beyond my understanding
Forward in the dark, pulled
Over at a humpback
What 's that stupid tube
The difference between me and you
Come down here 'til we fix your tube I'll
Prove we are the exact same
In two completely different places
Stupid accent stupid life
The same ten fingers and two faces
"Really, you make a fine
Picture with your talk for me
Throw down your voice and go for a walk
Hold fast my friend we have
Some untied loose ends
You talk to me in cloak and dagger"