Gift of Screws
Written by Lindsey Buckingham
From the poem by Emily Dickinson
Way down here
Everybody needs
Authority makes us bleed, bleed, bleed
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
Way down here
Everybody frowns
Authority keeps us down, down, down
Essential oils are wrung
The attar from the rose
Is not expressed by suns alone
It is the gift of screws
To the left
To the right
Up and down
In and out
To the left
To the right
In and out
Up and down
In and out
And around
That's right
That's right baby!
The lyrics above are no means guaranteed to be correct
Lyrics courtesy of http://www.buckinghamnicks.net and
Les from the "The Ledge Message Boards"
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