Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gloves, artist - The Horrors. Album song Strange House, in the genre АльтернативаDate of issue: 31.12.2006
Record label: Polydor Ltd. (UK)
Song language: English
Gloves |
| Today I found a baby’s glove |
| Lying on the drainage board, so still |
| Yesterday a leather glove |
| From the slim fingered hand of a woman |
| The next time I saw one |
| It was lying half frozen |
| And twisted on the herb |
| And I couldn’t take it |
| Now I have my own private collection |
| All lined in rows when you open up the wardrobe doors |
| Now I have no room for my obsession |
| Lined up and labelled in neat little packets |
| The next time I saw one |
| It stuck inside my head |
| And became all that |
| I could think about |
| And through wax seals and padlocks |
| A hand through my ribcage |
| Past the choking I saw palms and fingers grasping |
| Shoulders. |
| collarbone. |
| crushing |
| I imagined myself |
| Hacking desperately at a sea of appendages |
| Forward and right |
| Freeing myself like a butcher |
| Feeling the mash of bone and sinew |
| Running slowly down the front of my body |
| And I couldn’t take it any more |
| I said, I’ve got to go |
| I’ve got to get out of here |
| I’ve got to go |
| And I ran down the street |
| I’ve got to go |
| I’ve got to get out of here |
| I’ve got to go |