The Cult - War Pony Destroyer lyrics

From the cradle to the grave
I threw my life away
And the gunshots that I heard are
Just tears against the world

War pony destroyer war pony
Destroyer destroyer destroyer

Be my vicious leather jacket
And my eyes ripped and torn like
I'd never been born people
The endless crawl and the endless dance
The powder the city rip back your tired lies
You rip off your disguise
Will I be will I be well

Spit it up spit it up spit it up
Spit it up spit it up spit it up

Get the paper take the band
And break him down break his hands
Take his eyes steal his words
Fill his mouth with butter put
Candy in his ears and you bleed
Our sacred garden stripped
I rise above the rest i fade into the test
When I be when I be when I be your

High and dry ahead of me and he
Don't got the head of me
And you are not ahead of me and
He don't got the head of me

I am not the enemy we are not the enemy
And you are not the enemy and
We are not the enemy