Michael Graves - Dig Up Her Bones/Saturday night | Текст песни

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Anything is what she is
Anywhere is where she's from
Anything is what she'll be
Anything as long as it's mine.

And the door, it opens, is the the way back in
Or is it the way back out?

Anyplace is where she'll be
Anyplace, she'll see you from
Lies and secrets become your world
Any time, anywhere, she takes me away

And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnts by her son.

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me through the graveyard
Dig up her bones.

Walk on.
Dig up her bones.

I have seen the Demon's face
I have heard of her death place.
I fall down on my knees in praise of the horrible things that took her away

And death climbs up the steps one by one
To give you the rose that's been burnts by her son.

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me through the graveyard
Dig up her bones.

Point me to the sky above
I can't get there on my own
Walk me through the graveyard
Dig up her bones.

Dig up her bones.
Walk on.
Through the Graveyard.
Walk on.
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There's fifty two ways
To murder anyone
One and two are the same
And they both work as well

I'm coming clean for Amy
Julie doesn't scream as well
And the cops won't listen all night

And so maybe
I'll be over
Just as soon as I
Fill them all in

And I can remember
When I saw her last
We were running around
And having a blast (having a blast)

But the backseat
Of the drive-in
Is so lonely without you

I know when you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on Saturday night

I was out cruising without you
They were playing our song
Crying on Saturday night

As the moon becomes the night time
You go viciously
Quietly away

I'm sitting in the bedroom
Where we used to sit
And smoke cigarettes
Now I'm watching, watching you die

I can remember
When I saw her last
We were running around
And having a blast

But the backseat (backseat)
Of the drive-in (drive-in)
Is so lonely without you

I know when you're home
I was thinking about you
There was something I forgot to say
I was crying on Saturday night

I was out cruising without you
They were playing our song
Crying on Saturday night

Yeah
Crying on Saturday night
Crying on Saturday night


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