Lyrics Creative Burns - Biffy Clyro

Creative Burns

She ain’t a girl
She ain’t a girl
She’s just a fucking disco
Give it a whirl
Give it a whirl
This is all that I wish for
Greed is for fun
Greed is for fun
Greed’s just a sin in case you missed it
Goddamn you all, you bastard sons
Forgiveness is gone, you’re hanging on
Creative burns
Creative burns
Creative burns in a dick show
Cultural sons
Cultural sons
Cultural sons of Scotland
Spread by a whirl
Spread by a whirl
Spread by a whirlygig so
Goddamn you all, you bastard sons
Forgiveness is gone, you’re hanging on
Cradled that heart, my sister’s son
Forgive me father, I have sinned
Forgive me father cause
I’ve carried all these sins
Up hills and down in holes
It’s where I’ve always been
Business is done
Our business is done
They ask, so I made them burn
But I saw the sun
Forgive me father cause
I’ve carried all these sins
Up hills and down in holes
It’s where I’ve always been
Business is done
Our business is done
They ask, so I made them burn
But I saw the sun