Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grace for Sale, artist - Terrance Zdunich. Date of issue: 31.01.2015
Song language: English
Grace for Sale |
| A sheep has left the fold |
| Hoof beats go trotting, trotting |
| Up to heaven, bold |
| At the gates, knocking knocking |
| Sheep in wolfish clothes |
| Holy jaws are dropping |
| Up in Heaven’s hold |
| Plant my hooves, my hooks my books |
| Once upon a time |
| Heaven was a towered tower |
| Tethered in its pride |
| Castor’s grace is sour, sour |
| Thought the ink was dried |
| Hellish gardens flowered |
| Ivy to be climbed |
| Spread my filth, my wings, my weeds, my weeds |
| My fairest wheels are turning |
| Hark the angels wail |
| Bedtime is a-burning, burning |
| We’ve got grace for sale |
| How the worm is turning, turning |
| Lay you down to sleep |
| With book-ed little stories |
| Count your missing sheep |
| Shed my skin, my fleece, my sin, my worms |
| They burrow up the line |
| Serpents in the branches, branching |
| Up those crooked vines |
| Vultures of a feather hatching |
| Circus lullabies |
| Carousels are ramping up to heaven |
| I raise my hell, my cane, my stakes, my snakes |
| Tongues, tongues, slither in the mud; |
| that’s how a carnival grows, my son. |
| Tongues, tongues, slither in the psalms; |
| that’s how a carnival grows! |
| All these fickle beasts |
| Heaven hath rejected, lapping |
| Glory from our teats |
| Each of them is tested, blessed |
| Cast out for your sin |
| Come here for redemption |
| We’ve got grace for cheap |
| We’ve got grace for cheap |
| Lest you end up bested, lost and torn, to shreds, disected. |
| Tongues, tongues, slither in the mud, slither in the mud, slither in the mud; |
| that’s how a carnival grows, my son. |
| that’s how a carnival grows. |
| Tongues, tongues, slither in the psalms, slither in the psalms, slither in the |
| psalms, that’s how a carnival grows, my son. |
| That’s how a carnival grows. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Stick a needle in your eye, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Stick a needle in your eye, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Stick a needle in your eye, |
| It’s off to hell we go. |
| Fa la la, it’s off to hell we go. |
| Cross your heart and hope to die, |
| It’s off to hell. |