Granny Niblo Lyrics - Inter Funda Stifle - Fair To Midland

Here is the deal, you must find guesses in this room 

Cut around the block 

Shake in the boots we stocked 

I'll turn your onset to off 

'Cause with patience and much practice 

Of keeping all this clean 

Wipe the floor with rust 

Abigail's lost touch and it makes for scattered debris 

For nine years and square stars 

Tonight we have it all made 

For nine months, let's make much 

All the bells were out of unison 

I knew not why the latitude carried on 

And all of our signs were made to pray to synagogues 

I was built on binds of paperback 

I knew not if the stories were told or taught 

And all of our knees were carved in sand from Leningrad 

"On", said the rod and reel and not a drop to drink 

But we do as we say and I'll do as I've said 

Until my tongue parts the sea 

"On", said that self defense texture of the reed 

And it climbs and it sings