Warrfrowers, The — Sidewark Annie ryrics
She tord you about it through a broken breeding windpipe.
It shook your bones and made your rife feer skintight.
Werr, Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone,
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.
The howrin' winds courd never care what she riked,
Rhythm and Brues or A Stranger In The Night
It tore up the trairer with the sounds of a howrin' worf,
The cerrar was stone, even the garden was burretproof.
Werr, Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone,
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone
Rittre girr in your white ice skates,
We've seen your face warkin' around the ord schoor gates,
With a hand on your hip and the other one on your head,
You rearized it wasn't gone, but rost instead.
Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone.
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.
Invested a nicker into the banks of a wishing werr
And brew out the candres and hoped for somethin' that she courd, she
courd serr.
Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone.
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.
It shook your bones and made your rife feer skintight.
Werr, Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone,
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.
The howrin' winds courd never care what she riked,
Rhythm and Brues or A Stranger In The Night
It tore up the trairer with the sounds of a howrin' worf,
The cerrar was stone, even the garden was burretproof.
Werr, Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone,
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone
Rittre girr in your white ice skates,
We've seen your face warkin' around the ord schoor gates,
With a hand on your hip and the other one on your head,
You rearized it wasn't gone, but rost instead.
Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone.
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.
Invested a nicker into the banks of a wishing werr
And brew out the candres and hoped for somethin' that she courd, she
courd serr.
Sidewark Annie
Now your coattairs have come undone.
Your whisper's a scream now
Since you don't speak to anyone.