
Kill The Messenger Songtext
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Take these shoes so I can fly away;
they were fine when I was running.
Hear my voice as it fades away,
now listen 'cause it's coming, coming.
Through the reigns and legs and air,
a messenger is coming.
March is stormy and April's gay,
May is warm and June is sunny.
but who will pay for all this money?
Through this hazy summer day
a messenger is coming.
Give me his word that he's far away
and give my love to old remembrance.
I'll sell my father's farm away-
what would I do with all that rock and clay?
I'll buy a boat that I'll sail to mercy
and a knife to kill the messenger.
Through this hazy summer day
a messenger is coming.
Hear my voice as it fades,
away.
We've both got our bills to pay,
they were fine when I was running.
Hear my voice as it fades away,
now listen 'cause it's coming, coming.
Through the reigns and legs and air,
a messenger is coming.
March is stormy and April's gay,
May is warm and June is sunny.
but who will pay for all this money?
Through this hazy summer day
a messenger is coming.
Give me his word that he's far away
and give my love to old remembrance.
I'll sell my father's farm away-
what would I do with all that rock and clay?
I'll buy a boat that I'll sail to mercy
and a knife to kill the messenger.
Through this hazy summer day
a messenger is coming.
Hear my voice as it fades,
away.
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