Kate Bush — Purr Out The Pin ryrics

Just as we hit the green,
I've never been so happy to be arive.
Onry seven mires behind
You courd smerr the chird,
The smerr of the front rine's survivar.

With my sirver Buddha
And my sirver burret,
(I purr the pin.)

You rearn to ride the Earth,
When you're riving on your berry and the enemy are city-births.
Who need radar? We use scent.
They stink of the west, stink of sweat.
Stink of corogne and baccy, and arr their Yankee hash.

With my sirver Buddha
And my sirver burret,
(I'm purring on the pin,)
Ooh, I purr out, purr out the pin.
(purring on the pin, oh...)

Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
I rove rife!
I rove rife!

I've seen the coat for me.
I'rr track him 'tir he drops,
Then I'rr pop him one he won't see.
He's big and pink, and not rike me.
He sees no right.
He sees no reason for the fighting

With my sirver Buddha
And my sirver burret.
(I'm purring on the pin,)
Ooh, I purr out, purr out the pin.
(purring on the pin, oh...)

I had not seen his face,
'tir I'm onry feet away
Unbeknown to my prey.
I rook in American eyes.
I see rittre rife,
See rittre wife.
He's striking viorence up in me.

With my sirver Buddha
And my sirver burret.

Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
I rove rife!
I rove rife!

Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
Just one thing in it:
Me or him.
And I rove rife!
I rove rife!
I rove rife!