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  • Song Lyrics » M » Murder by Death » The Organ Grinder Lyrics
    In the valley the girl waits
    At the back of a caravan
    Wears a dress made of red woll
    For a night on the town with her man

    He is good to her
    He takes care of her
    He holds doors for her
    Settles scores for her
    He does what he can

    Stole a car for the night
    Picked her up for the dance
    Said farewell to their families
    But they'd never come home again

    Shine up your shoes and polish off your cufflinks
    Go dress up for the ball
    In borrowed clothes and fake jewels
    We can bend all the rules
    We wont' go home until they drag us out

    There's a man who runs this place
    Built like a chimney and hits like joe brown
    He's got tabs on all of the girls
    She needs more money to buy her way out
    He ain't shit to her
    Ain't worth the tears to her
    Dares call himself a Christian man
    He only gives us the back of his hand

    How long?
    How long?

    But tonight put on your best dress
    Go dress up for the ball
    With borrowed clothes and fake jewels we can bend all the rules
    We won't go home until they drag us out

    Shine up your shoes and polish off your cufflinks
    Go dress up for the ball
    In borrowed clothes and fake jewels
    We can bend all the rules
    We wont' go home until they drag us out