Lyrics Arrow - Cathy Davey

Arrow

I can see the gunman he’s in sporting form today
In flannel suit they double shoot
Across the blue sky smashing clay
Maybe I should get myself a violent outlet for my rage
It seeps into my food it tastes like iron railings on government buildings
I’ll look to the shoeless girls on hen nights for a go
Put a little arrow in my bow
Put a little arrow in my bow
Draw straight and narrow ohh I
Put a little arrow in my bow
Oh
Do you recall in college that old house that we both shared?
The landlord owned a shop below with waxen jackets, boots and hardware
He’d sneak about when we were out and rifle through our underwear
And when the shower powered on you’d look and he would be there
But if you visited the house now beware
We may have left a parting gift under the stairs
We Put a little arrow in our bow
We Put a little arrow in our bow
We drew straight and narrow ohh we
Put a little arrow in our bow
I’ve been making strangers cry
Why not make some china fly
Put a little arrow in your bow