Antony and the Johnsons
sing for me
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Mama's lying on the rotten ground
There under the tree
There were the stars in her eyes
And Goldfingers in her hair
And I climbed over the garden wall
Found her swelling in the well
Pulled her out onto the grass
And laid Curlies to her face
To her face, to her face, to her face, to her face
My mama's going to be gone soon
Saw her fall like a fountain of dust
She used to play me around the corner
She chased me to my soft, soft bed
Soft, soft bed, soft, soft bed, soft, soft bed, soft, soft bed
- Album:
- Turning
- Cut the World
- The Crying Light
- I Am A Bird Now
- You Are My Sister
- Antony And The Johnsons
- The Lake
- Virgin Mary
- Another World
- Swanlights
- Non-Album Releases
- V For Vendetta: Music From The Motion Picture
- Die Tribute von Panem - Catching Fire (Deluxe Edition)
- Jogos Vorazes: Em Chamas (Deluxe Edition)
- Los Juegos Del Hambre: En Llamas (Deluxe Edition)
- Turning (Live)
- Pop Rock Station by Zegut
- La collection RTL Georges Lang vol.3
- I’m Not There
- Dylan Mania