Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Rider , by - William Patrick Corgan. Song from the album Cotillions, in the genre АльтернативаRelease date: 21.11.2019
Record label: Martha's
Song language: English
Rider |
| Call me rider, call me anything |
| Call me what you like |
| There’s no good names for soul |
| 'Cause you know me |
| Sycamore spit-twine |
| These knotted boughs must write |
| Of each injustice |
| Every solstice in white |
| We slung tobacci beyond our rising rot-mines |
| As trinkets get loosed us |
| Canaries will trill on sing-song |
| New paragons |
| There’s some place I’d once belonged |
| But straight from the heart I’ve wrought |
| Not one speck of proof |
| So dead punks traipse your streets |
| Not a ghoul has your heat |
| And straight from this heart I’ll beat |
| My wings over you |
| 'Cause you know me |
| Rider, I’ve got soul |
| Call me rider, call me anyone |
| Spell me what you like |
| There’s no good cause I’m told |
| 'Cause you know me |
| Happenstance twins brine |
| And dread, besotted, clementine |
| Oh, mighty father drippin' U.S. blue |
| Whence stiff religion rose up every roof |
| With hindsight |
| So laughs the lancer who forgot how to ride |
| Ponies freed as tresses flee |
| Nouveau salons writ, continental spree |
| But straight from this heart I wheeze |
| No guarantees |
| Just two twigs from a tree of life |
| Gives one pause to take a wife |
| Yet straight from this heart I’d lie |
| Just to tell you the truth |
| 'Cause you know me |
| Rider, I’ve got soul |
| 'Cause you know me |
| Rider, I’ve got soul |