ZAC BROWN BAND


Junkyard Lyrics

I have lived in a junkyard, where the weeds eat up the
rain
If you get anything there, even out of place
You know there's hell to pay
And he says, "You're as sick, as you are lovely, and in
need my hand"
He tells me, you are never worthy
But I was just a child you see... that's my reality

He had a sick little girl, dirty and hard
With a breast plate made of metal
Drives all day in a rusty Buick, feet don't reach the
petals
Got a jar of flies, a fathers disguise, where his heart
should be, mouth is sewn together
She screams when no one sees!
And he says, "She's as sick, as she is lovely and in
need of my hand" (he uses his hands)
He tells her, you are never worthy
She was all alone you see... That's her reality... yeah

Shoulda been sleepin, shoulda been dreaming, but I wake
up to broken glass
There'll be one more, empty desk, in my homeroom class
I got an old bone pocket knife, tight in my right hand
To save my poor mother, from the junk yard man!
And I say, "he's as sick as he is lovely, and in need
of a hand"
And he will know he's not worthy
Cause he will die alone you see, that's his reality

I'm not sick, I am lovely, and hatred is the curse of
man!
And now I know that I'm worthy.
Cause I've washed my hands you see, that's my reality.

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Songwriter(s): Roger Waters, Zac Brown
Record Label(s): 2010 Southern Ground under exclusive license to Atlantic Recording Corporation for the United States and WEA International Inc for the world outside
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