Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Six Strings That Drew Blood, artist - The Birthday Party. Date of issue: 20.10.1998
Song language: English
Six Strings That Drew Blood |
| Guitar thug blew into town |
| His eyes like wheels spinnin' round |
| Jerkin-off at every sound |
| Layin' all his crosses down |
| O yeah |
| He got Six Strings |
| The Six Strings that drew blood |
| The bar is full of Holy-Joes |
| A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria |
| Around the neck of our consumptive rose |
| Is the root of all his sorrows |
| O yeah |
| He got Six Strings |
| Six Strings that drew blood |
| A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria |
| Six Strings that drew blood |
| In the bathroom under cover |
| He turns on one tap to discover |
| He’s smashed his teeth out on the other |
| Well he look in the mirror and say |
| Don’t fuck me brother |
| Cause I got Six Strings |
| Six Strings that drew blood |
| Numbin' the runt of reputation they call rat fame |
| Top-E as a tourniquet |
| A low tune whistles across his grave |
| Forever the master and the slave of his Six Strings |
| A Holy-hole-a-whole-aria |
| Six Strings that drew blood |