Lyrics The Feelers

The Feelers

Weapons Of War

I stood alone on the porch looking over

The fields with my brandy hand

Sometimes I run

Sometimes I limp

Sometimes I'm just thinking of you

Got a little excited but that's okay

Cos everybody's looking for love

Got a little excited but that's okay

Cos everybody's looking for love

You want a little respect

Then you're acting like a child on the introspect

Hiding on the wall side

On the dark side of the bed

You're playing in wigs now

All dressed in gold

That's no polish it's the life I'm told

These are the weapons of the war

You're laced in a candy shame

Do you have a handle on your pain

I am here to celebrate your life now

I am here to be your friend now

Yeah I am your friend

You want a little respect

Then you're acting like a child on the introspect

Hiding on the wall side

On the dark side of the bed

You're playing in wigs now

All dressed in gold

That's no polish it's the life I'm told

These are the weapons of the war

It's the short skirt

It's the long hair

It's the long long legs you tell me you don't care

You want a little respect

Then you're acting like a child on the introspect

Hiding on the wall side

On the dark side of the bed

You're playing in wigs now

All dressed in gold

That's no polish it's the life I'm told

These are the weapons of the war