Elk.Blood.Heart (Live)
The dogs died
In the park last night
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Let the bees go hunt for honey
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Oh but praise them
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Let it ring through the arch of my skull
Let it breathe through the teeth of all of these people
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Oh but praise them
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
In the park last night
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Let the bees go hunt for honey
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Oh but praise them
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Let it ring through the arch of my skull
Let it breathe through the teeth of all of these people
Nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
Oh but praise them
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Oh Elk Blood Heart
Tastes like the Great White North
And I hope you found
That I hold all the keys to open up
Every single door
Credits
Writer(s): James Robert Staebler, Benjamin Mcleod, Charles Michael Parks, Allan Van Cleave
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