The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Bring Me The Head Of Paul Mccartney On Heather Mills' Wooden Peg (Dropping Bombs On The White House) lyrics
[The Brian Jonestown Massacre - Bring Me The Head Of Paul Mccartney On Heather Mills' Wooden Peg Dropping Bombs On The White House lyrics]
And it's bringing the word
The wicked fucking sound that
You never have heard
I'll tell you all about it
'cause it's spoken to me
It damn near took my life and
Kicked the shit out of me, You see?
Now it walks with my soul and
It lives with my mind
And it's got a big gun
And it's hunting mankind
Shiny leather boots and a big set of wings
Many fucking presents for the
Children it brings
Flying through the heavens and it's
Made out of stars
It's walking on fire to the
Place that you are, Here it comes
So grab your silver bullets
And sharpen your stakes
And lock your fucking doors for Jesus sakes
Because it's reading your mind and
It's ruined this land
And it's speaking in German and
Things you don't understand
While it's fucking your girlfriend and
It's flying in space
And it's putting you to shame as
It spit's in your face
Then it flies back to Heaven and
It sleeps with the stars
And it's eating up planets
And it's playing guitar
In fact it's playing right now