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Marc Almond

Genres: Pop

Gyp The Blood Lyrics - Marc Almond

And here I sit 

A cowardly boy 

Adventure only dreams 

 

A captain of 

A pirate ship 

A million crimson themes 

 

I wish to be 

Content you see 

To take the softer seat 

 

To summon gut 

To play the slut 

My bass drum for to beat 

 

Hey! 

 

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Gyp the blood 

Gyp the blood 

Anchor in my heart 

Skull and crossbones to the breeze 

A heave ho to depart 

 

But it happened that 

There came a ghost 

To visit on my soul 

 

I coloured him 

From picture books 

With eyes as rich as gold 

 

A ghost who would 

Embody 

All my sickly frame would be 

 

A hero 

And a challenger 

Of heart and spirit free 

 

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Gyp the blood 

Gyp the blood 

Anchor of my heart 

Skull and crossbones to the breeze 

A heave ho to depart 

 

And gyp the blood 

And I retook 

The world upon our backs 

 

And we drank from dawn 

To dusk 

How the warm breeze took our drags 

 

For we had the reins 

On europe we 

Had our anger like a flame 

 

The balls to fight 

The system 

And the nerve to win the game 

 

Gyp the blood 

Gyp the blood 

Anchor of my heart 

Skull and crossbones to the breeze 

A heave ho to depart 

 

So purity 

I would spit upon 

All saintly sights be damned 

 

For it seems correct 

To kill and steal 

To be a proper man 

 

I find myself 

Full up with hate 

To lose it on the world 

 

An eye for deeds 

Of darker shade 

And a lip so wickedly curled 

 

A skull encrusted 

Captains hat 

Fell down upon my brow 

 

I gathered all 

My hopes and schemes 

All wisdom for to know 

 

And rip the shirts 

I wore around 

My shoulders like a robe 

 

Dark ermine trim 

And tainted grin 

Grim warnings to forbode 

 

And all the love within me 

Would be churned for something sour 

My angels tongue ripped from my throat 

And tortured by the hour 

 

For I have no time to learn 

For love wounds me with it's touch 

May the gods take me a screaming 

May the gods take me a screaming... 

 

Gyp the blood 

Gyp the blood 

Anchor of my heart 

Skull and crossbones to the breeze 

A heave ho to depart 

 

May the gods take me a screaming 

May the gods take me a screaming... 

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