Текст песни Broken Heart

A broken heart would be lovely Broken on the ground A knife stuck in the ribs of me Would be better be found Hanging tree blowing gently A noose would be ignored Then to stand upon the receiving end Of the right hand of the lord Like a thirsty cowboy In a lake his tongue does rest Jumps in and he cannot swim And drowns himself to death Or a frozen mountaineer He chugs up to a stop Catching his boot heel in a rock Two miles from the top An olympic super swimmer Whose belly doesn't flop A super racecar driver Whose pit, it can't be stopped A honey dripping hipster Whose bee cannot be bopped Better to be rolled in oats Than from the roll be dropped A broken heart would satisfy Broken in a mess A severed eye would gratify My soul, i must confess I'd rather have no eyes at all Be blind upon the floor Then to stand upon the receiving end Of the right hand of the lord Then to stand upon the receiving end Of the right hand of the lord