Lyrics Clay - Wire

Clay - Wire
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Clay, artist - Wire. Album song Red Barked Tree, in the genre Альтернатива
Date of issue: 09.01.2011
Record label: pinkflag
Song language: English

Clay

Turning red
Adopting styles that seem inbred
We’re made of lead
Stay on the pace
Recoup the loot, avoid, disgrace
Sink without trace
It’s a hoot
Run ahead and blindly shoot
Hit the marker, end dispute
Marking time
Laying boundaries out in lime
A life of crime
Drift away
Never find the urge to play
We’re made of clay
It’s a hoot
Hit the marker, end dispute
Even if that point is moot
It’s a hoot
Even if that point is moot
Run ahead and blindly shoot
Phasing in
Wondering when it’s time to begin
The chances thin
Emptied out
No doubt it will end in a rout
We lack the clout
It’s a hoot
Run ahead and blindly shoot
Hit the marker, end dispute
Even if that point is moot
Run ahead and blindly shoot

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