Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Poor Jackie, artist - Man Man.
Date of issue: 04.04.2008
Song language: English
Poor Jackie |
Jackie hits the streets |
She swears that all she sees |
Is the hunger in their eyes |
And the desperation in their speech |
Jackie hunts the shadows |
With a bowie knife at her elbows |
She cuts free those horrible drums |
That beat like bats under their sternums |
She wears their fear around her neck |
(I heard it all from shady streets) |
(She travels light on angel feet) |
(Best watch your back if I were you) |
(Her body’s warm and that’s her cue) |
Jackie’s still on the loose |
As detectives gather clues |
So she tattoos a mustache above her lip |
Shaves her head, curses God for those hips |
That sway when the beat plays |
Dead giveaway she ain’t no man |
And I don’t see what everybody |
Sees in your sexy body |
All I see is a shallow grave |
Trapped inside of a pretty face |
«Rescue me» is written on your bed |
Home is where the bullet lands |
As it travels through your head, and I believe |
That all I need to set me free |
Is for someone someday somewhere to murder me |
And I don’t see what everybody |
Sees in your sexy body |
All I see is a shallow grave |
Trapped inside of a pretty face |
And I walk the same cold streets |
Overhear the same heartbeats |
And I tune my drum just right |
So you can come set it off in the night |
And I want to be embraced by you |
And see our violent paths collide |
I want to crawl in your autumn mouth |
And feel the crows pick me apart inside |
And everything that they said is true |
I’m on a downward spiral towards you |
And I’ll fight through the positive steps |
As I hurl towards my final descent |
And I need to get back to you |
And lay this heavy head in your lap |
'Cause these days nothing makes more sense |
Than the dance towards the inevitable end |
And I’m wearing virginal white for you |
Don’t you see? |
So please come with your sharpened knives |
And murder me |
And I’m wearing virginal white for you |
Don’t you see? |
So please come with your sharpened knives |
And murder me |
'Cause I’m wearing virginal white for you |
Don’t you see? |
And my eyes are more open now |
Than they’ll ever be |
(Why it got to be) |
(I heard it all before) |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
(The way it ended before) |
(Why it got to be) |
(I've heard it all before) |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
(The way it end before) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
There ain’t no God here |
(Why's it got to be) |
As far as I can see |
(I've heard it all before) |
Your God of hope and light never did nothing straight by me |
('Cause it don’t always end) |
(Cause it don’t always end) |
(Cause it don’t always end) |
(Cause it don’t always end) |
(Cause it don’t always end) |
(Cause it don’t always end) |