Suede - Roadkill lyrics
[Suede - Roadkill lyrics]
Crushed into the realbland clay
Brittle bones like snapped twigs
Velvet for the scurrying things
I cross myself, forlorn you lie
Scraped and drossed by the wind
Savaged by the tyres and tossed in the tar
Broken on the English dirt
A carcass for the carrion crow
And for the beaks that peck
Flesh beneath my flesh soil beneath my soil
Today I found a dead bird
Blind are the brokers and
The unskilled workers
Blind are the brokers and
The unskilled workers
Your wings beneath their wheels
Your wings beneath their wheels
Blind are the brokers and
The unskilled workers
Blind are the brokers and
The unskilled workers
Your bones beneath their heels
Today I found a dead bird
Add extended interpretation
If you know what the artist is talking about, can read between the lines, and know the history of the song, you can add interpretation to the lyrics. After checking by our editors, we will add it as the official interpretation of the song!
Latest added interpretations to lyrics