"Skinty Fia" lyrics

"Skinty Fia"

Does you really don't know where the avenuers go?
Are you lying through your teeth or are they paying through your nose?
A set of manners and a smile is all they want you for
But we can talk about it later
You can read it in the paper

I hated you away from the very start
I seen you sticking to your smile, it's gone and broken my heart
Now the wind is making work of every step on the bridge
You say, "I used to say we found each other, now I don't know
Where he is"

You get that feel, make your spirit shine
I let her prise apart my ribcage like a crackhead at the blinds
It hurt
But come the downing of the scrapyard sun
There is no light falls on our failure
It ain't covered in the paper

Well I really don't care what you think of me
But something gears me to the grovel every opportunity
I've got that jealous stripe
I probably am that type
I'll see you twenty Marys later
When your tongue is talking straighter

Heard he took 'em all down to the mercenary bar
I heard she broke up with her fella now he's drinkin' in his car
Nah
I'm not inclined towards the scandalous word
But on the subject of myself I do believe what I've heard

There is a track beneath the wheel and it's there till we die
She says, "I don't agree with nothing" I say, "Neither do I"
Go to sleep
There's not a thing can't be fixed with a dream
And we can talk about it later
You can read it in the paper

I bet ya, I bet ya
You had your smile, you had your smile
For the open mile
I bet ya, I bet ya
You had your smile, your face defile
For the open mile
I bet ya, I bet ya
I bet you now
I bet ya, I bet ya
I bet you now
I bet ya, I bet ya
I bet ya
I bet you now


Writer(s): Thomas Patrick Coll, Grian Alexander Chatten, Conor Patrick Curley, Conor Patrick Deegan, Carlos Ramos O'Connell
You May Also Like
Doves - "The Cedar Room" stars leave the morning sleep clouds my view Don't let them come round here And call to you I didn't notice It's a crime too few I didn't notice It's a crime to fear I tried to sleep alone But I...
The Streets - "Fit But You Know It" Excuse me, girl I know it's a bit embarrassing but I just noticed some tan lines On your shirt See, I reckon you're about an eight or a nine Maybe even nine and a half in four beers' time That blue...
Ghostpoet - "Nowhere To Hide Now" I am your machine, tell me where to go Smashing down a wall, Daniel makes a call Tell me how you feel, am I on your mind? Do you need a lift? Have we got the time? Yeah, yeah But I am your machine,...
Yard Act - "The Overload" (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I'm shakin' up my eight ball cause I'm trying to see What tomorrow's world has got in store for me Yeah freedom don't come cheap I'm bartering hard with no room to give Living my...
Peter Doherty & Frédéric Lo - "The Fantasy Life Of Poetry & Crime" Bells, they chime Bells, they chime in time To a vicious low whine of a chainsaw's grind In the summertime There's a coppery taste A gun in your face Hi plains drift, sly shapes shift across the...