Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Your Head Holds Gold. Your Heart Holds Diamonds , by - Bob Schneider. Release date: 28.09.2009
Song language: English
Your Head Holds Gold. Your Heart Holds Diamonds |
| I’ll take all that you’ve given |
| And stack it in a pile |
| Tie it to my heart and baby light up with a smile |
| And let it smoke (smoke) |
| Baby while I sleep outside ya gate |
| And let it smother me to death |
| With a sweet persistent weight |
| Because ya stranger than creation |
| Nothin but the best |
| Lunatic corrector babe we’ll never take a left |
| You know my body’s been committed |
| But my mind is on the long |
| These dreams are just beginning |
| And I can hear the sound |
| Because your head holds gold |
| Your heart holds diamonds |
| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor |
| You know your mind may wander |
| In and outta heaven |
| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door |
| Take the sleepin potion |
| Mix it with ya tea |
| And dig a hole inside me with and illustrated glee |
| Because the bees are wilder now |
| Wilder than before |
| There’s nothin like tomorrow |
| There’s nothin I adore |
| The girl with the dreams walked in and said goodnight |
| She’s better like before now in the middle of the night |
| And though she’s dazzlin and delightful |
| And crazy as a loon |
| Dream without a morrow’s hope and heavy as a moon |
| Because your head holds gold |
| Your heart holds diamonds |
| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor |
| You know your mind may wander |
| In and outta heaven |
| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door |
| Let’s go eat our own heads at the bottom on the world |
| With caucasian little sword skins I’m like a little girl |
| Your beady braided head |
| And when you super heavy rain |
| Well I’m ready for a Mai Tai |
| Oh I’ll do anything don’t wake the bloody killers in the woods move all alone |
| You’ll only get knocked over honey handed the throne |
| The spiney ones may tingle and the yellow ones are cute |
| And if you’re here on Sunday morning well I guess I’ll meet ya dad |
| Because your head holds gold |
| Your heart holds diamonds |
| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor |
| You know your mind may wander |
| In and outta heaven |
| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door |
| You know your head holds gold |
| Your heart holds diamonds |
| Wonder where the day went while you’re fallin towards the floor |
| You know your mind may wander |
| In and outta heaven |
| But your heart won’t follow til you show it through the door |