Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Down on the Knuckle , by - The Decemberists. Song from the album Traveling On, in the genre ИндиRelease date: 13.12.2018
Record label: Capitol, Rough Trade
Song language: English
Down on the Knuckle |
| Avery said he’s got a cold coming on |
| Climbed into bed, stayed all summer long |
| If I don’t come out too soon |
| Maybe I’ll hang on till June |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Sylvia knows a little hideaway |
| Scrawling out prose she couldn’t give away |
| A life spent all indoors |
| Well, isn’t that what doors are for? |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Oh, the weather’s dreary |
| Here down on the knuckle |
| Your relatives write their cheery monologues |
| Hoping you might find your only analogue |
| So make another list |
| Of the mandatory things you’ve missed |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Oh, aren’t we lucky |
| Stuck here on the knuckle |
| The pillory’s full for the holidays |
| And it’s achingly dull to watch the paint peel away |
| So I’ll keep hid with mine |
| And I’m sure that we’ll make out just fine |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Down on the knuckle |
| I’m finally riding |
| Shiny, on the knuckle |
| Down on the knuckle |
| Oh, aren’t we lucky |
| Stuck here on the knuckle |