Elbow Lyrics

Elbow Lyrics

"Leaders of the Free World Lyrics"

Heart Like A Wheel Lyrics
written by Anna McGarrigle © Anna McGarrigle (ASCAP) Some say the heart is just like a wheel When you bend it you can't mend it But my love for you is like a sinking sh

I'm sick of working for a living
I'm just ticking off the days till I die
Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah...
And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth

Oh periscope up
I've been looking for a ladder
I need to see the commander in chief
And remind him what was passed onto me

Your mum don't sleep!
And the friends you keep!
I di
Glass House Lyrics
Sitting in my glass house while your ghost is sleeping down the hall. Watching the little birds fly kamikaze missions into the walls. Think I'm gonna stay in today, Sit on my cou
dn't raise a thief!
I didn't raise a thief!

But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it's easy to ignore
Till they're walking on the door of your home

My thinking isn't driven
But the music always gives me a lift
I'm so easy to please, yeah
But I think we dropped the baton like the 60's didn't happen, oh no!

Oh peris
What's Shakin' Tonight? Lyrics
(Eddie Beethoven and Joe Ely) What's Shakin' Tonight What's Shakin' Tonight Hey pretty baby What's Shakin' Tonight? What's Shakin' Tonight What's Shakin' Tonight He
cope up
Should be looking for a ladder
I need to see the commander in chief
And remind him what was passed onto YOU AND me

Your mum don't sleep!
And the friends you keep!
I didn't raise a thief!
I didn't raise a thief!

But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it's easy to ignore
Till they're knocking on the door of yo
Love Has No Walls Lyrics
Yeah alright There's a church on the corner in a harbor town Where the stained glass lets the sunshine through When Sunday morning rolls around The people come to hear about the trut
ur homes

But the leaders of the free world
Are just little boys throwing stones
And it's easy to ignore
Till they're knocking on the door of your homes

Passing the gun from father to feckless son
We're climbing a landslide where only the good die young
Passing the gun from father to feckless son
we're passing the gun from father to freckless son X2