Letra de 23A Swan Hill - Ian Hunter

Wrote this poem
Called "the floods roll on"
He said this ain�t yours,
Where�d you get it from?
You must have stole it from a book,
Oh yeah
You must have stole it from a book.
�cause you ain�t frail
You ain�t beautiful,
And I don�t fancy you
At all.
You�d be a ruin
If looks could kill
23 a, swan hill
Stiff with rage
Screaming at the sky
Innocence breaks
Says she wants to die
I�m assuming I�m alive
Oh yeah
I�m assuming I�m alive
She pushes and she pulls
My legs go weak
In fascinating terror
The whole world moves
And I�m standing still
In 23a swan hill
And it�s always raining
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And you never ask why
You never give yourself a shot
You just sit and watch your life go by
Kicking stones
At a still life
Want to pull it down
Slash it slash it
There must be some way out here
There must be some way out here
This ain�t right
There must be more to life
Than breaking and entering
Doing people�s heads in
Alcohol, nicotine
Thinking what I might have been
You would be a ruin
If looks could kill
23 a, swan hill
And the whole world moves
And I�m standing still
In 23 a, swan hill
And I will
And I will
And I will
And I will
In 23 a, swan hill