Rob Dickinson Bad Beauty
A distant fate, comes my way
Before my day is done
Upon my back, the earth is strapped
It's blocking out the sun
Come on come on come on
Lay down those things you feel
Before the race is run
My hold on you will heal
Some solace in this town you have become
A goddess in this tow for everyone
So lay me down
Your bad bad beauty
Lay me down
With some of your bad bady beauty
Upon my shirt the dirty work
Of tunnels through my dreams
Upon my back the earth is strapped
A punishment for me
Come on come on come on
Lay down those things you feel
Before the race is run
Let down your guard and shield
And lay me down your bad bad beauty
Lay me down
With some of your bad bad beauty
You think you'd have your arms wide open
You think you'd take the chance to stow your ways of
old
Your ways of old
Your destination reached
But you lay me down
You lay me down
You lay me down
With some of your bad bad beauty
