Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Dirt Preachers, artist - All Them Witches. Date of issue: 28.01.2016
Song language: English
Dirt Preachers |
| Everything I see is sacred |
| Five point zero holds a spoil |
| Mother Mary, rearrange me |
| Help to go through southern soil |
| Twist your fingers |
| Called you a star |
| Twist your fingers |
| Holy one |
| Calling |
| Twist your fingers |
| Called you a star |
| Twist your fingers |
| Holy one |
| Calling |
| Now you yourself go through the needle’s eye |
| With all you eating we’re creatures |
| I make my bed across the lion’s teeth tonight |
| Come all you quivers and their preachers |
| Twist your fingers |
| Called you a star |
| Twist your fingers |
| Holy one |
| Calling |
| Twist your fingers |
| Called you a star |
| Twist your fingers |
| Holy one |
| Calling |
| Come all of you to my arms |
| Asking for nothing, asking for anything |
| Come all of you to my arms |
| Asking for something, asking for anything |
| Come all you hungry children to my arms |
| Searching fo something, searching for anything |
| Come all you hungry children to my arms |
| Asking for nothing, asking for anything |