Bleeding Knees by Matisse (BEL) Lyrics
When I was 91
I heard my nanny say
Cross crone’s bones and genes
And cry your tears away
Kick balls away and lure bees
And buzz about the trees
In my days of bleeding knees
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my psycho daughter
Rambled about languid
Dangling boys and schmaltzy flies
And that’s when I killed
One of them between your eyes
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always wiggling bare
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always laughing bare
When I was 22
I heard two mice squealing
I caught them and dissected them
Relishing the spilling
Dug them a grave deep in my pillow
In my kingly cave
Back then I was really brave
When I was 10
I had a gun a real one
I turned it to the sky
And tried to shoot the sun
Dazzled I fell in heavy sleep
And there I dreamt myself out on the run
Singing about
Killing puppies just for fun
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always wiggling bare
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always laughing bare
When I was 91
I heard my nanny say
Cross crone’s bones and genes
And cry your tears away
Kick balls away and lure bees
And buzz about the trees
In my days of bleeding knees
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my psycho daughter
Rambled about languid
Dangling boys and schmaltzy flies
And that’s when I killed
One of them between your eyes
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my silly daughter
You had a toilet brush
And we were giving morbid battles every night
With knees
Bleeding till the morning light
I heard my nanny say
Cross crone’s bones and genes
And cry your tears away
Kick balls away and lure bees
And buzz about the trees
In my days of bleeding knees
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my psycho daughter
Rambled about languid
Dangling boys and schmaltzy flies
And that’s when I killed
One of them between your eyes
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always wiggling bare
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always laughing bare
When I was 22
I heard two mice squealing
I caught them and dissected them
Relishing the spilling
Dug them a grave deep in my pillow
In my kingly cave
Back then I was really brave
When I was 10
I had a gun a real one
I turned it to the sky
And tried to shoot the sun
Dazzled I fell in heavy sleep
And there I dreamt myself out on the run
Singing about
Killing puppies just for fun
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always wiggling bare
Gone you lover
Aren’t you there?
The bully rabble always laughing bare
When I was 91
I heard my nanny say
Cross crone’s bones and genes
And cry your tears away
Kick balls away and lure bees
And buzz about the trees
In my days of bleeding knees
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my psycho daughter
Rambled about languid
Dangling boys and schmaltzy flies
And that’s when I killed
One of them between your eyes
When I was 88
I had a flyswatter
It was my scepter
Skeptical as I was
About my silly daughter
You had a toilet brush
And we were giving morbid battles every night
With knees
Bleeding till the morning light