Lyrics The Great Mystifier - Hiss Golden Messenger

Some call him the great mystifier
Breaking hearts all day
Shake the die, be the second caller
I wish love worked that way

Gimme just a little
Gimme, gimme
Gimme just a little, mama

Swallow the sun, practice resurrection
Take the blame, learn the lesson
Say you're sorry, love ain't a weapon
Pay your debts, don't love in vain

Bells on the river, flags of many colors
All this asking, what do you love?
Ain't the truth just dying to cut you?
But when it's right, it's worth the pain

Gimme just a little
Gimme, gimme
Gimme just a little

Gimme, gimme
Gimme just a little
Gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme
Gimme, gimme
Forgive me, mama

We don't understand it
Nobody understands it
'Til it falls like rain
Same old, day old
Radical changes
Buddy, don't you know me?