The Clarke Sisters Lyrics - Go-betweens

They had problems with their father's law 

They sleep in the back of a feminist bookstore 

The Clarke Sisters 

The eldest sister keeps a midnight vigil 

The youngest sister she's not spiritual 

The Clarke Sisters 

And their steel gray hair 

Their lovely steel gray hair 

The Clarke Sisters 

Why don't I introduce you 

I'm sure they won't mind 

But don't you dare, laugh at their collections 

Handed down, handed down for love 

Middle sister gets her period blood 

The flood of love, the flood of love 

The Clarke Sisters 

And their steel gray hair 

Their lovely steel gray hair 

The Clarke Sisters 

The afternoon world 

The bees have stung the softball girls 

Midnight world 

The crystal ball down the wooden hall 

The tree house stands 

Their early childhood were tree house plans 

And right above, the Clarke Sisters 

Handed down, handed down for love 

Handed down to love, handed down to love