South Is Only A Home Lyrics - The Fiery Furnaces

Can I feel useless and low? 

Could I hide a chain of gold from your eyes? 

Sandy thinks he knows the trade, the game, the plays, the ways I made. 

Do you believe in the first way to lend a hand? 

It's a second chance you never planned 

Just a close encounter that comes to mind 

A rummage sale you barely find 

And it's sold, you better believe it's freezing cold. 

When it's sold, you'd better believe it's freezing cold 

Oh Whitehall, Whitehall women rejoice 

Tell us we're the ones with the most 

And hear the sounds of our voices. 

We've been waiting for our host 

Brixton bunnies come in 

We can see the state you're in 

Nothing like a smiling face 

Oh what a waste you've been. 

Clapham clowns stop your frowning 

Let it go you're not alone 

The river may keep you drowning 

But south is only a home 

South is only a home