Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Woebegone Wanderers , by - Wild Beasts. Song from the album Limbo, Panto, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 13.06.2008
Record label: Domino
Song language: English
Woebegone Wanderers |
| Unstable stands afflush with fans |
| Pilfered piles and pints in wobbly hands… |
| In the bowls of the bar two boys spar |
| Don’t flinch an inch and territories marked |
| Oh I’d swear by my own cock and balls |
| And the family home’s four walls |
| There’ll be no treason this season |
| The players they bask |
| The boss he basks |
| Just win the big match it’s all I can ask |
| Darrell my son the bastards won |
| We’ve been lumbered with loosing life for far too long |
| The ground groans like the belly of a sleeping whale |
| Don’t flinch an inch you’ll be released on bail |
| Oh I’d swear by my own cock and balls |
| And the family home’s four walls |
| There’ll be no treason this season |
| The players are slack |
| The boss has been sacked |
| Just win the big match it’s all I can ask |
| Woebegone with weeping |
| That sets you down to sleeping… |
| Please canary, please be wary |
| The pit of a man’s heart is dark and scary |
| Oh are yer yellow with cowardice? |
| Oh are yer yellow with jaundice? |
| A slap on the arse from my baby |
| The hiss and the sting |
| And the mark of a ring |
| And the cold reality |
| Who are yer? |
| Who are yer? |
| Who are yer? |
| Who are yer? |