Scud Mountain Boys Follow
Big Hole lyrics
And the unfortunate die slow
Who do we blame?
Give our fingers a place to go
Give us a name so that you know,
They know and we all know
A God we can't see is barking orders
A thought and a dream is more as it seems
As children play in the street,
Children are also crying
As they choose what to ear
Children are also dying
One question started off, and now these is more
Are answers found in hats of thorns?
What is the point?
He's given us all a choice
We'll flip and coin, and rejoice, rejoice, rejoice!
The drowning are asking
"Who'll stop the rain?
Have the angels all gone away?
The suffering is not passing
"Who will stop the pain?"
And the unfortunate die slow
Who do we blame?
Part of these releases
-
-
- Track 5 on Massachusetts
- 4 Grudge ****
- 6 Van Drunk
Popular Scud Mountain Boys Songs
Big Hole Video
Comments on Big Hole
Submit your thoughts
These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.
© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Scud Mountain Boys) which produced the music or artwork. Details
