The Choir - Grace текст песни

Screamin' at the newsman
Tellin' him to take it back
I'll sue him if he won't retract
Cryin' to the hangman
Beggin' him to render slack
If I could I would go back

Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace?
Just a little grace
Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace?
Just a little grace

Were you talkin' to the shrubbery?
Did you cut the roses down?
Someone oughta till that ground
You thought I had a pure heart, well
I thought you were an angel, girl
Mercy is the silver pearl

Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace?
Just a little grace...

My mother deems me ever dear
I'm less a liar than sincere

When you cut me in the alley-way
You don't have to turn that knife
I'll suffer in the afterlife
Prayin' to the Father
Sorry, did I grieve the Ghost?
You're the one I love the most

Will you extend me
Will you extend me grace?
Just a little grace...

My mother deems me ever dear