Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Fitzroy Strongman, artist - Sodastream. Date of issue: 21.05.2000
Song language: English
Fitzroy Strongman |
| Feeling slim feeling old |
| Cause these words i haven’t sold |
| Set it out |
| Say it clean and these bitter bitter leaves |
| Are blowing in |
| Bringing down this pretty useless town |
| It’s a useless town |
| Don’t want to try |
| Don’t want to listen now |
| I’d like to change you |
| I’d like to change you but lift you higher |
| Cause there’s no |
| Higher ground |
| There’s too much trouble here |
| I wish these days would leave this town |
| And I have brittle bones |
| I wear my shallow grin |
| And spread my wickedness around |
| Quarter leg a quart of mace |
| Is a measure of my taste |
| A taste of sin |
| A taste of ill and these bitter bitter pills |
| Are flowing in |
| This is all |
| These relations on my wall |
| They’re on my floor |
| Don’t want to turn |
| Don’t want to turn on you |
| I’d like to break him |
| I’d like to break him but treat his bride |
| But there’s no |
| Higher ground |
| There’s too much trouble here |
| I wish these days would leave this town |
| And i have brittle bones |
| I wear my shallow grin |
| And spread my wickedness around |