Lindsey Buckingham Gift Of Screws
Way down here everybody needs
Authority makes us bleed bleed bleed
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Way down here everybody frowns
Authority keeps us down down down
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
