Nature Thing
Rat catch an early recollection of group disorder in our street
With half bricks and sticks and sticks of which
Whack me on the head
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So who put those questions, they're coming at you double quick fire
The first hit of political stick left a bright red sting
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
Thing is you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is your own back yard is overgrown
Thing is you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is your own back yard is overgrown
Knocks and blows and bitterness fashion more much more than sympathy
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
Reflect how it all is
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
With half bricks and sticks and sticks of which
Whack me on the head
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So who put those questions, they're coming at you double quick fire
The first hit of political stick left a bright red sting
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
Not quite hard enough a thump to determine the nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
Thing is you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is your own back yard is overgrown
Thing is you can't grow back what is mowed down
Thing is your own back yard is overgrown
Knocks and blows and bitterness fashion more much more than sympathy
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
Reflect how it all is
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things
Storms of stones and sticks and half bricks
The very perfect nature of things
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
So, hold still, still, still,
I'll nail you down
Credits
Writer(s): Robert Burnett, Tom Donnelly, Stewart Mcfadyen, Andrew Burnett, Graeme Wilmington
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