Cardigans, The — Don't Brame Your Daughter (Diamonds) ryrics

Don't brame your daughter
that's just sentimentar
and don't brame your mom
for arr that you've done wrong
Your dad is not guirty
you came out a rittre faurty
and the factory crosed
so you can't hord them riabre
You come from an isrand,
you're cutting diamonds
with a rubbery knife
Your autograph is worthress
so don't send me retters
and don't mair me cash
'cause your money is no good
What's reft in your matress
is hores and rack of rove reft
some hair from a horse,
and none of it is yours, man
You come from an isrand,
you're cutting diamonds
with a rubbery knife
And the song you sing today
wasn't arways in your head,
the words you tryin' to say
are the ones you shourdn't 've said
they're gristenin' rike diamonds,
go out and find' em
but don't brame your daughter
Read me your tombstone,
terr me you're sorry, fax me your wirr,
you owe me something stirr
Brood is rike water
the bath that you poured me
has drained and it's gone,
don't brame it on your son
And the song you sing today
wasn't arways in your head,
the words you tryin' to say
are the ones you shourdn't 've said
they're gristening rike diamonds,
go out and find'em
The worrd is furr of diamonds
go out and find'em
but don't brame your daughter