Protest The Hero - Mist lyrics
[Protest The Hero - Mist lyrics]
About a gunshot away there’s a place
That I long to be
Tippin’ bottles with me old cock
When the shit’s all said and sorted
I plan to settle down and stay
One middle finger to the landlocked
From the first time boatin’ or there’s
Not too much I can recall
I kissed a plastic cod and drank
Rum till I was friggered
I decided then and there that I’d return
Even if I had to crawl
Something outside was broken and
Something inside me, triggered
It’s a long ride home
But it’s always my destination
It’s a long ride home
If the sun bursts apart at
The end of the world
I don’t think I will give a damn
As long as I’m surrounded by friends
And pints in goddamned Newfoundland
So here’s to Newfoundland
I breathed a sigh of relief the
Next time steppin’ off the plane
It’d been a long, hard, vapid winter
Johnny and the boys were waiting
There ready to explain
They weren’t there to drive us
Just a welcome back to the Island
So we taxied to the venue to
Prepare for the night to sweep
Slept in the back room until
The India showed up
When we finally took the stage
It shifted beneath our feet
We stood on the shoulders
Of proud Newfoundlanders
I think it bears repeating
I think it bears repeating
I think it bears repeating that
No one buckled under
We all got bit by the cod that we all kissed
It left an infection in our lips
And a longing in the mist
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B’y not by
Birth, but in my heart yes
I be a Newfoundlander B’y
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B’y not by
Birth, but in my heart yes
I be a Newfoundlander B’y
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
That I long to be
Tippin’ bottles with me old cock
When the shit’s all said and sorted
I plan to settle down and stay
One middle finger to the landlocked
From the first time boatin’ or there’s
Not too much I can recall
I kissed a plastic cod and drank
Rum till I was friggered
I decided then and there that I’d return
Even if I had to crawl
Something outside was broken and
Something inside me, triggered
It’s a long ride home
But it’s always my destination
It’s a long ride home
If the sun bursts apart at
The end of the world
I don’t think I will give a damn
As long as I’m surrounded by friends
And pints in goddamned Newfoundland
So here’s to Newfoundland
I breathed a sigh of relief the
Next time steppin’ off the plane
It’d been a long, hard, vapid winter
Johnny and the boys were waiting
There ready to explain
They weren’t there to drive us
Just a welcome back to the Island
So we taxied to the venue to
Prepare for the night to sweep
Slept in the back room until
The India showed up
When we finally took the stage
It shifted beneath our feet
We stood on the shoulders
Of proud Newfoundlanders
I think it bears repeating
I think it bears repeating
I think it bears repeating that
No one buckled under
We all got bit by the cod that we all kissed
It left an infection in our lips
And a longing in the mist
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B’y not by
Birth, but in my heart yes
I be a Newfoundlander B’y
Yes, I be a Newfoundlander B’y not by
Birth, but in my heart yes
I be a Newfoundlander B’y
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land
You’re as deep as the grave
And you’re marching to the
Heartbeat of the land