Frog Eyes – World's Greatest Concertos lyrics

Oh I know what she said
And the witch heard what she said to
Hold the fucking waters
And freeze the burning waters
But don't dry your clothes
The woodcutter is dead
And his girls cut instead
And his ghost is seen in trees
And he put his love in tarry knees
Born between walls
Don't hold my body in pitch
My body is born all day long
Bastards born in pitch lost
Lost through allocations
Correcting the king
The trees their limbs in the wind they swing
What portents do they bring
Hobos and songs they sing
We Eat Stones
Encapsulate the body
And emasculate the body
And hold the burning waters
The tubs of burning waters
Holiday
The trees are bones and
Dipped in wax and burning cones
And call a celebration
The master's burnt in his burning station
We are the stoves
The maid, the fox, the children, the locks
And same wretched song
Everybody sings
The woodcutter is heard to sing
Bodies born to ding
So hold my body and ding my body and
I heard what she said and I know what she said
Oh I said it, I said it, I said it, I said it
I heard what she said and I know what she said
And I said it, I said it, I said it, I said it
Oh baby's got a cold
And the crying's getting old
And same wretched song
And clean up the bamboo
And save the world too
The same wretched song
The same wretched song
Oh the same wretched song