Will Butler - Clean Monday lyrics
[Will Butler - Clean Monday lyrics]
You know it's 9AM and I
And I've been waiting for you
Wondering where you might sit
I got the guards out just in case it's true
But, you know I know you wouldn't do it
Why don't you sit down and take
And take a breath
And if you think you're headed for the cross
But take your robe off
Take out, take out your thumbs
It's just about some money loss
And if the children, they keep crying
And if they stumble out into to the streets
And if the old men grab the
And mumble something about how
They would never retreat you tell them:
It's just
It's just the winter turning into spring
And when the sun comes
When you keep them waiting
Now just waiting for the bell to ring
And if the streets begin to crumble
And the poor begin to wash away
And the children lose their culture
Well, it's happened before and
It will be okay
You know we're not scared
Of what, of what is coming
Of what is coming from the streets
You know we're not scared
Of what, of what could happen
If you leave us standing on our feet
But, if I gave your number
And if I gave you a dollar
And if I sell my first
Born son to the Pharaoh
Do you, you think that we could stay
I'm just
I'm just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just standing here in my corner
Waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just lying here, oh, on the floor
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just standing here, oh, in my corner
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just lying here, oh, on the floor
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just sitting here tied up in the corner
Just waiting for the bell to ring
And I've been waiting for you
Wondering where you might sit
I got the guards out just in case it's true
But, you know I know you wouldn't do it
Why don't you sit down and take
And take a breath
And if you think you're headed for the cross
But take your robe off
Take out, take out your thumbs
It's just about some money loss
And if the children, they keep crying
And if they stumble out into to the streets
And if the old men grab the
And mumble something about how
They would never retreat you tell them:
It's just
It's just the winter turning into spring
And when the sun comes
When you keep them waiting
Now just waiting for the bell to ring
And if the streets begin to crumble
And the poor begin to wash away
And the children lose their culture
Well, it's happened before and
It will be okay
You know we're not scared
Of what, of what is coming
Of what is coming from the streets
You know we're not scared
Of what, of what could happen
If you leave us standing on our feet
But, if I gave your number
And if I gave you a dollar
And if I sell my first
Born son to the Pharaoh
Do you, you think that we could stay
I'm just
I'm just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just standing here in my corner
Waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just lying here, oh, on the floor
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just standing here, oh, in my corner
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just lying here, oh, on the floor
Just waiting for the bell to ring
I'm just sitting here tied up in the corner
Just waiting for the bell to ring