Awry
Madwoman
Dirty old clothes underneath her toesFighting what she knowsSo she throws it all into a big black potStirs it all up til the pot gets hotWith the hands of a beggar and the tongue of a thiefAnother crutch to bury her griefMadwoman in a straw houseMadwoman in my houseAnd with the blood of bats and the tail of a mouseMadwoman in a straw houseAnd what she knows is the moon makes her madWhat she knows links the good with badBut the faith she bought with a shiny dimeDoesn't seem to draw the line soShe made her own beliefThat the truth was found in trees and thingsBut the x philosophy that she had grownWasn't enough to save her soulMadwoman in a straw houseMadwoman in my houseAnd with the blood of bats and the tail of a mouseMadwoman in a straw houseLetras de cancionesBut there's one thing she did not tryAnd this one thing she cannot denyIt was a drowning notion that they gaveThat could not supply her needIt was a haunting notion that she'd savedBut her peace could not be freedMadwomanMadwoman in a straw houseMadwoman in my houseAnd with the blood of bats and the tail of a mouseMadwoman in a straw houseMadwoman in my houseAnd with the blood of bats and the tail of a mouseMadwoman in a straw houseMadwoman in my houseAnd with the blood of bats and the tail of a mouseMadwoman in a straw house
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