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Sugarfoot Lyrics - The Wallflowers - The Wallflowers

Sugarfoot's got two hands 

Just as long as he can see 

One hand in the birdfeed 

And a hand in the apple tree 

 

Stands in line just a little behind 

The yellow moon that hangs 

He's all tangled and he broke his sticks on the links 

Of his own chain gang. 

 

You ought to see this home that he owns, 

It's like a box of jewelry 

He's got his own church bell 

And his bed, it lays in a gallery. 

 

And all the colors they shine like flames 

Comin' in through the window pane, 

(They) end up gettin' checked over twice 

For the reds of someone's veins. 

 

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So cold and blown all apart, 

So cold and needin' of a heart. 

He stands alone on top of his home 

Where all the bluebirds flown 

Sucks in on his cheeks and he cries 

As he moans through the saxophone 

 

Reaches high with his hands in the sky 

Puts his fingers right into the storm 

Always one to stand under the moon 

And blow on his own horn. 

 

Yeah / Yet anyone with anything 

Has already begun to think 

That somebody down there knows 

Just how he sat down on his knees in the dirt, 

Buried someone's rainbow. 

 

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So cold and blown all apart, 

So cold and needin' of a heart. 

So cold and blown all apart, 

So cold and needin' of a heart. 

 

Well I know you ain't my enemy 

The only one's inside of me 

He's killin' me getting free 

I hear he wants my head with an old ice pick 

And fix me up on a stick. 

 

And all I've ever gotta be 

is anything I wanna be 

(Well) Sugarfoot disagrees 

He still stands tall underneath that apple tree, 

Man, he's still watchin' me. 

 

His chain-gang is tryin'a pull me down 

Just like the birds and the fireflies 

They shoot arrows up into the sky 

And they burn all the feathers dry. 

 

He only wants to fill his belly up 

With rocks 'till it hurts, then he stops 

He don't know what to do with love 

If it don't fill his belly to the top. 

 

So cold and blown all apart, 

So cold and needin' of a heart. 

So cold and blown all apart, 

So cold and needin' of a heart. 

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