Barmy Testo

Lawrence hargrave was humming
And my girl was laying between my legs
She was propped up on a pillow reading a book
I thought I had come on home to stay

I swallowed the world tonight
We layed in the attic in our bed
And the barmy air was still for us
And the southern sky was singing
Lawrence hargrave was bleeding
And the wolf was laying on my floor
Every time I step, creaks around my bed
Lately when I rest it’s never good

I swallowed the world tonight
We layed in the attic in our bed
And the barmy air was still for us
And the southern sky was singing

And I bet the beast that we’re raising Is good for us

I swallowed the world tonight
We laid in the attic in our bed and the barmy air was still for us
And the southern sky was singing
Oh singing on just for us