Songtexte The Holiday Song (Live from Fine Line Music Cafe, Minneapolis, MN. April 13th, 2004) - Pixies
Well, sit right down, my wicked son, and let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory, and how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday, no, no
It always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well, he took his sister from his head, and then painted her on the sheet
And he rolled her up in grass and trees, and they kissed 'til they were dead
This ain't no holiday, no, no
It always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Well, sit right down, my evil son, let me tell you a story
About the boy who fell from glory and how he was a wicked son
This ain't no holiday, no, no
It always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
This ain't no holiday
It always turns out this way
Here I am with my hand
Pixies
Album
Live from Fine Line Music Cafe, Minneapolis, MN. April 13th, 2004
Veröffentlichungsdatum
19-02-2021
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