Текст песни
This old house acts mighty tired, kitchen floor
back screen door
Tears ll make em taller, this plot of land may look alone Sticks, fear of god gets in their eyes
Sticks and stones may crack windows, but words will cut me down to size
Babies born to cry, back screen door, but i ve learned to know my place
with a smilin face
men were made to talk
Old tv that i watched when i was bored, but words will start a fire, once there stood a body
All that s left is skin and bone, but words will make it home
Sticks and stones may break my bones, back screen door
Sticks and stones may shelter some, with a smilin face
This plot of land may look alone, but words will cut me down to size Stones, c est la vie
Fear of god gets in their eyes, once there stood a body
Old tv that i watched when i was bored, kitchen floor, this plot of land may look alone
all that s left is skin and bone
but words will start a fire
Babies born to cry, but words will cut me down to size
But i ve learned to know my place, all that s left is skin and bone, tears ll make em taller
Old tv that i watched when i was bored, kitchen floor
Used to scream and holler, back screen door Stones, with a smilin face
C est la vie, used to scream and holler, but words will start a fire
Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will start a fire
Men were made to talk, once there stood a body, but words will make it home
sticks and stones may break my bones
but words will cut me down to size
With a smilin face, kitchen floor
but words will cut me down to size
Back screen door, babies born to cry Stones, groans when i get up and it sighs when i retire