16 Horsepower: "Neck On The New Blade" Lyrics

High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low

Theres a ghost bound in my soul

High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low

Theres a cold blade on my crow

A crooked in my walk a stumble in my talk

Is what Im after little girl

Metal on the red overcast in head

Im goin down an feelin ill



High fiddle high fiddle low fiddle low

Theres a girl that I know

You aint never had one I dont believe you will

This is your season for standin still

Metal on the red overcast in head

Im goin down an feelin ill



See boys Ive known her from way back

Back when she was dead

Tongues on fire spoke the word

Darkness left her head

Holy my other hand thats a fuckin joke

Like steel cold knife on the bridge of strife

Were the words I spoke