Bandage on the Bloodclot - The Henry Clay People (Lyrics)

Below are the lyrics to "Bandage on the Bloodclot" by The Henry Clay People

*These lyrics were transcribed and hold no guarantee of accuracy

There was a bandage
It was on the bloodclot on the main character of the sub-plot
And for the taste
And the smell of grape shot
Don’t you add anything and don’t you stop

And toward the center of the street
We felt the heat
We felt the heat
We felt the heat
We fell asleep
And little kids
Well they were stealing loaves of bread
And candy canes and cigarettes
It’s built on guilt
Let’s feel the shame
From the point (unknown lyric)
And I don’t care, I don’t care
I just want to sail the tallest ship
Through the greenest seas
And we’ll kill, kill, kill your enemies

Everything I touched was covered in dust
At the quaker to the faker
Well shriveled up the little kids all bought new dogs
They’re making raisins out of grapes
You’re the freshest fruits of the spoiled fame
We’ve got no coins become the same
And I don’t care, I don’t care
I just want to sail the tallest ship
Through the greenest seas
And we’ll kill, kill, kill your enemies