Rolling under
My Father's hand
I pray I'm not
Only his child
Needle in your eye, cut the candela
Painting all your life, with the crass engraving
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Hit him if he cries, it's a man if it bleeds
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Rolling, under, my fathers hand
I pray that I am not, only his child
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Rolling under
My Father's hand
I pray I'm not
Only his child
Needle in your eye, cut the candela
Painting all your life, with the crass engraving
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Hit him if he cries, it's a man if it bleeds
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Rolling, under, my fathers hand
I pray that I am not, only his child
My Father's hand
I pray I'm not
Only his child
Needle in your eye, cut the candela
Painting all your life, with the crass engraving
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Hit him if he cries, it's a man if it bleeds
Funny like a knife, flashing in the sunlight
Flexing like a child, playing at a gunfight
Rolling, under, my fathers hand
I pray that I am not, only his child
Writer: Chris McLaughlan
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Copyright: Lyrics © ROUGH TRADE PUBLISHING