Lyrics Wind up Toys - Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats

Wind up Toys

Left up alone in the attic
With the crucified picture of Christ
There was blood on his hands
And a memory from those he enticed
The wind up ballerina dances
To a tune I’ve heard a thousand times
But all I’ve got to keep me sane is her old chimes
Now and then
I’ll wind her up again
I’ll push her hair
She likes it when I’m there
Wind up toys
Wind up toys
Wind up toys
I’ve yet to see a day of sunlight
I guess they don’t want me around
It’s just me and Jesus and a gentle playing sound
Little drumming soldier drumming
And a carousel that sings and glows
When I’ll be set free nobody knows
Now and then
I’ll wind her up again
I’ll push her hair
She likes it when I’m there
Wind up toys
Wind up toys
Wind up toys
I’d like to go downstairs
But it seems nobody cares
I’d like to see the blue sky
And the clouds that pass on by
I’m trapped within my cell
With Jesus here as well
But I hear that wood latch good
If I had a match I would