Album Name : In My Head - Single
Release Date : 2013-10-02
Song Duration : 3:41
Tilly & The Wall Poor Man's Ice Cream
The scent of flowers in the crowded street
A lonely bell singing for passing feet
You may not come in here
(You may not come in here)
Sweaty day, dirty time to stand
Watch out mouth, hard argument
You may not come in here
(You may not come in here)
They forged a flag out of steel (forged a flag)
Hoisted up high to make real (hoisted high)
A canvas bag to fit it all (a canvas bag)
Hands suspended all, needs to bend and crawl
Well, whose land are you standing on?
Lines, lines, lines
Poor man's ice cream
Poor man's ice cream
And this is so, so, so real
You can see that, shining in the gutter
It's right over there
(no, it's right over here)
Then which way are you supposed to feel?
A full set of broken teeth to bear
It's right over there
(no, it's not over here)
They built a wall out of bricks (built a wall)
Made it real long, made sure everyone could see it (made it real long)
A message write and thick (a message write)
This is not your home
You do not belong here
Well, whose land are you standing on?
They're na-na-na-na-knocking on your door
Well, whose land are you standing on?
They're na-na-na-na-knocking on your store
What were you dreaming of?
Yeah, what were you dreaming of?
Poor man's ice cream
Poor man's ice cream
What do you want from us?
Yeah, what do you want from us?
Poor man's ice cream
Poor man's ice cream
What were you dreaming of?
Yeah, what were you dreaming of?
Poor man's ice cream
Poor man's ice cream