Twang performing the original song Dead Horse.
In the public library
In a book called gorgeous
I found your picture
On a dog eared page
I studied that chapter
Learnt it by rote
Now I recite you quote unquote.
Chorus
You hypnotize
Bill Wymans eyes
Don’t flog a dead horse make glue
You tantalise
These blood shot eyes
I’ll stick to you
Tattoo
Falling down socks
Your neat box pleat
I can hardly bare
To stare at your feet
You passed me on the stairs
I smell bath soap
I’d hang my head if I had a piece of rope
Chorus
I count the freckles
On your ankles
I’ll sign your name on a vinyl bus seat
Tattoo you with a felt tip pen
But I want to be more
Than you , pen friend
Chorus
You wear beauty like a star
but love is blind
You wear beauty like a scare
But love is blind
You wear beauty like a scarf
But love is blind....ha ...ha ...ha
Lyrics - Dead Horse - © APRA Douglass Bishop / Scot Rankin