Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Heather Nights , by - Adam LitovitzRelease date: 14.06.2010
Song language: English
Heather Nights |
| Sepia tone Saturday, seen a man drown |
| Sleepy down underneath, dog ran down |
| Hookin' old school, there’s gold in them thar hills |
| Bourgeois porn stash, waist-high deep snow |
| Skull and crossbones, railroad peepshows |
| Playing baseball all fucked up on pills |
| Showing Mussolino, red fire fills the sky |
| Some say the next-door neighbor once killed a guy |
| All kinds of music and nothing else to do |
| Bit by a snake, throwing rocks |
| Accidents happen and no-one talks |
| Then there’s the girl I always wished I knew |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, heart set aflame |
| Long-lost Heather nights you put me to shame |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, we were the same |
| Long-lost Heather nights hallowed be thy name |
| Too many funerals, names on the guest list |
| Home-made weaponry, the natives are restless |
| Pie eating contest, yeah those were the days |
| Junk store crucifix, parking lot kissing |
| Smells like campfire, gasoline, piss and breast |
| Women naked, she burned me with her gaze |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, heart set aflame |
| Long-lost Heather nights you put me to shame |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, we were the same |
| Long-lost Heather nights hallowed be thy name |
| Hangman’s link, Hells' Angels HQ |
| Roger Stevens, I still hate you |
| Far away, coyote sings the blues |
| The longest train I ever saw |
| Abandoned building, rooster claw |
| Kids on bikes and bad luck brings the news |
| Well I found religion in her bedroom |
| Parts of me that will be dead soon |
| The number thirty-three and let her go |
| Chainsaw violence, pretty dresses |
| Secret wishes, shitty messes |
| And the girl that was impossible to know |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, heart set aflame |
| Long-lost Heather nights you put me to shame |
| Punk rock country girl feather line memory, we were the same |
| Long-lost Heather nights hallowed be thy name |