Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wind up Toys, artist - Uncle Acid & The Deadbeats. Album song VOL. 1, in the genre Date of issue: 12.10.2017
Record label: Rise Above
Song language: English
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 |