Throw Me the Statue Follow

Pistols lyrics

Top down, not like we miss you
you little boys fall on your pistols
Annie does your boyfriend know?
You seek a habit and a small feeling of danger
Slow glide down through the canyon
Tearing the layers off with abandon
These lonely brothers on the radio
If that's a DJ I'm the pilgrim Mona Lisa

Told her uphill, welcome to the show
Pull me in, pull me in, pull me in

You be the banks and I'll be the missiles
Annie this is how things go,
You lose your suburbs and my coastlines wanna meet you
Mid phrase, hostage the authors
Poor Joe McCarthy is searching for lovers
Let's believe our parents' tomes,
This generations sings an awful lot of others

Told her uphill, welcome to the show,
Pull me in, pull me in, pull me in

Top down, not like we miss you
you little boys fall on your pistols
Annie does your boyfriend know?

Pistols Video

https://youtube.com/devicesupport: (video from YouTube)

Correct these lyrics

Comments on Pistols

Submit your thoughts

These comments are owned by whoever posted them. This lyrics site is not responsible for them in any way.

© to the lyrics most likely owned by either the publisher () or
the artist(s) (Throw Me the Statue) which produced the music or artwork. Details



All Artists A-Z

Elsewhere



© might belong to the performers or owners of the songs. Lyrics may be used for private study, scholarship or academic research only.
In accordance to the Digital Millenium Copyright Act, publishers may ask to have specific lyrics removed.
This is a non-commercial site. We are not selling anything. Details
Lyricszoo content, design, layout © 2024 Lyricszoo.