Hidden Cameras (The)
High Upon the Church Grounds
I get high on the church groundsthe wind in my hair they sun over headon a bench or behind the stairswe get high on the church groundsthe men of cloth stay in their candle-lit boxas we unleash hellI love the sunny days and our mortal decayas we watch the church crumble awayI have one hand on my heartand one hand in the darkas I reach the room throbbing for youThe drugs get dealt and the cocks get felton the church groundsThe saints over my head defend the innocentand the weak of heartI get high when I hear the church bellsThe ringing leads me to repeat its meaningand then to songThe song I want is longand it moves around and aboutIt has a voice singing and a guitar ringingLetras de cancionesa fable songWe stand High on the church groundsHolding instruments we call "infinite"Play the strangest songThe strange song has drumsand bombs blowing up and aboutThe saints over my headbring the song to an end as they sing along
From Letras Mania