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The Walker Roaders - Here Comes the Ice Lyrics



The Walker Roaders - Here Comes the Ice Lyrics




DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME HERE
WHERE IT'S SO COLD
AND THE SNOW AGAINST THE DOOR
AND THE CATTLE WITH THEIR ARSES TO THE WIND
BOATS FROZEN TO THE SHORE
I HAVE TO CUP MY FINGERS ROUND A MATCH
TIE MY SCARF AROUND MY FACE
AND BOIL THE LAST SPUD
I DUG UP FROM THE PATCH
NOTHING GOES TO WASTE
HERE'S TO THE CONDENSATION
BEADING ON OUR DRINKS
AND OUR FEET UP ON THE WALL
HERE'S TO SUMMERS
FULL OF WASPS AND WAILING KIDS
AND SEASIDE PADDLEBALL
I WALKED FOR MILES ALONG THE PROMENADE
I LOVED MY NATIVE LAND TO DWELL
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
SO HEAR ME OUT KID
WHY DID YOU STAY AT HOME
NOW ACT ALL WOE BEGONE
YES I LIVED A HUNDRED THOUSAND LIVES
AND I WOULDN'T SPARE YOU ONE
JUST ONE BLAST CAN CHILL YOU INTO MISERY
I LEFT THE HOUSE
AND ASKED THE ROAD WHICH WAY
BUT HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
IN THE NIGHT I TOOK OFF DOWN THE ICE
OVER MEADOW MOOR AND STRIPE
LIKE A FUCKING METEORITE
BENEATH THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
THE STARS AT VARIOUS HEIGHTS
DIDN'T HEED NO ONE'S ADVICE
BUT JESUS CHRIST
SAW UNKNOWN GODS AND RITES
THAT PAGE I DIDN'T WRITE
LAID OUT IN BLACK AND WHITE
NO SOONER MEET THAN FIGHT
THOUGH THE INJURY WAS SLIGHT
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
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DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE ME HERE
WHERE IT'S SO COLD
AND THE SNOW AGAINST THE DOOR
AND THE CATTLE WITH THEIR ARSES TO THE WIND
BOATS FROZEN TO THE SHORE
I HAVE TO CUP MY FINGERS ROUND A MATCH
TIE MY SCARF AROUND MY FACE
AND BOIL THE LAST SPUD
I DUG UP FROM THE PATCH
NOTHING GOES TO WASTE
HERE'S TO THE CONDENSATION
BEADING ON OUR DRINKS
AND OUR FEET UP ON THE WALL
HERE'S TO SUMMERS
FULL OF WASPS AND WAILING KIDS
AND SEASIDE PADDLEBALL
I WALKED FOR MILES ALONG THE PROMENADE
I LOVED MY NATIVE LAND TO DWELL
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
SO HEAR ME OUT KID
WHY DID YOU STAY AT HOME
NOW ACT ALL WOE BEGONE
YES I LIVED A HUNDRED THOUSAND LIVES
AND I WOULDN'T SPARE YOU ONE
JUST ONE BLAST CAN CHILL YOU INTO MISERY
I LEFT THE HOUSE
AND ASKED THE ROAD WHICH WAY
BUT HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
IN THE NIGHT I TOOK OFF DOWN THE ICE
OVER MEADOW MOOR AND STRIPE
LIKE A FUCKING METEORITE
BENEATH THE NORTHERN LIGHTS
THE STARS AT VARIOUS HEIGHTS
DIDN'T HEED NO ONE'S ADVICE
BUT JESUS CHRIST
SAW UNKNOWN GODS AND RITES
THAT PAGE I DIDN'T WRITE
LAID OUT IN BLACK AND WHITE
NO SOONER MEET THAN FIGHT
THOUGH THE INJURY WAS SLIGHT
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
HERE COMES THE ICE
THAT FREEZES HARD
WITHOUT REMORSE
LIKE A VICE
ON THE PROMENADE
THE WIND IN FULL FORCE
PAST THE LIGHTS
OF THE HARBOUR YARDS
[ Correct these Lyrics ]
Writer: JAMES THIRKHILL FEARNLEY, MARC ORRELL, TED HUTT
Copyright: Lyrics © Sentric Music, Downtown Music Publishing




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