Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sickle Clowns, artist - The Pretty Things. Date of issue: 19.09.2010
Song language: English
Sickle Clowns |
| Down by the river |
| Three sickle mounted souls, |
| Lay wined on the green leaf, |
| Digging their rock 'n' roll, |
| Hey hey, digging their rock 'n' roll. |
| Slashed by the wild geese, |
| The silence it did tear, |
| Sticks swung in violence, |
| You America murdered there |
| Hey hey, young America murdered there. |
| As one soul lay dying, |
| Only two were there to care. |
| On through the valleys, |
| Sad sickle clowns they ride. |
| Pressed tight against morning, |
| Beneath the blackened sky. |
| Hey hey, beneath the blackened sky. |
| There on a hill of gold |
| Wild children play. |
| They bend to pick the flowers. |
| The sun dissolves the day. |
| Hey hey, the sun dissolves the day. |
| If you can’t close one eye, |
| Then turn the other way. |
| Faces bark in anger, |
| With savage bitter words, |
| Twist against the friendship, |
| With rapid shots they’re blurred. |
| Hey hey, with rapid shots they’re blurred. |
| There by the highway |
| Two sickles melt in flames. |
| They burn without the knowledge |
| Of why their lives were claimed, |
| Hey hey, why their lives were claimed. |
| As the smoke drifts skyward |
| We search for those to blame … |