Daisy
It's spring, and the cherry blossoms sprout
The legs are out, and the bronzed chests
And fires bejewelling the southwest
Thank you, darling, for these silver gelatin echoes of me
With you smiling like he has to for the cause, for the tribe
For the boys, for the lie
Nobody heard me crying in my sleep
And me and the men of the frontier stack the bodies in a heap
Jimmy grabs a beer and we wash our hands in the creek
And talk is cheap
And frangipanis growing back home
And shading the bottom of the line
Once we were dreaming of pearls
Now me and my sons all dream of iron
Well Daisy baby, are you driving home?
'Cause this baby doesn't want to walk alone
She said, "Ooh" as she grabbed my tongue
Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own
Is that boogoo with the big chain?
Is that Annie with the white dress?
Is that granny with the white man
With the no name and the no stress?
Like, what about the empire? What about the cross?
What about the halos? Are the angels inside with the Xbox?
That's a dollar for any can
And on Thursdays I'll be heading back to see my man
Well Daisy baby, are you driving home?
'Cause this baby doesn't want to walk alone
She said, "Ooh" as she grabbed my tongue
Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own
Damn, it's cool on the bathroom floor
Well, Daisy doesn't have a babe no more
Damn, it's cool on the bathroom floor
Daisy doesn't have a babe no more
Did seeing real blood remind you that I had a heart?
That was the last kiss, that was a real one
When I see you next year I'll be perfect, yeah
I'll be perfect for you, babe
The legs are out, and the bronzed chests
And fires bejewelling the southwest
Thank you, darling, for these silver gelatin echoes of me
With you smiling like he has to for the cause, for the tribe
For the boys, for the lie
Nobody heard me crying in my sleep
And me and the men of the frontier stack the bodies in a heap
Jimmy grabs a beer and we wash our hands in the creek
And talk is cheap
And frangipanis growing back home
And shading the bottom of the line
Once we were dreaming of pearls
Now me and my sons all dream of iron
Well Daisy baby, are you driving home?
'Cause this baby doesn't want to walk alone
She said, "Ooh" as she grabbed my tongue
Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own
Is that boogoo with the big chain?
Is that Annie with the white dress?
Is that granny with the white man
With the no name and the no stress?
Like, what about the empire? What about the cross?
What about the halos? Are the angels inside with the Xbox?
That's a dollar for any can
And on Thursdays I'll be heading back to see my man
Well Daisy baby, are you driving home?
'Cause this baby doesn't want to walk alone
She said, "Ooh" as she grabbed my tongue
Sometimes you gotta rock the cradle, baby, on your own
Damn, it's cool on the bathroom floor
Well, Daisy doesn't have a babe no more
Damn, it's cool on the bathroom floor
Daisy doesn't have a babe no more
Did seeing real blood remind you that I had a heart?
That was the last kiss, that was a real one
When I see you next year I'll be perfect, yeah
I'll be perfect for you, babe
Credits
Writer(s): Nicholas Roland Allbrook, Jay Watson, Joseph Ryan, James Terry, James Ireland
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