Leatherface – Lorrydriver's Son lyrics

Lorrydrivers son
Was what you'd expect more or less
And shit-faced at best when he recollects
What he can of his sad past.
Never holding back, criticised by some.
His head was full of romance, but his hair was a mess.
In his hands he holds his face which holds his head,
How small it is, lorrydrivers' son.

He would do all that he can, but he can't do it over again,
And if all he had was all that he'd ever said
He would never have said any of it,
Not any of it.
Remember Vaux Beer it's no longer here and even the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers,
We all can, I was there, I'm not here.
And the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers, like you can.
Circus performer's son.

Gooseberry's son,
Now you are heating spoons up in your, in your bedroom.
It's strong medicine touching your sadness,
It's strong, strong enough, strong enough for anyone. Sunflowers brighten a place
Like candle light on the plainest face, you have,
You have a nice place, you have some very good words about how hard your life is,
That it can be so soulless it hurts,
So soulless it hurts.

Remember Vaux Beer it's no longer here and even the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers,
We all can, I'm not there, it's not here,
And the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers, watch you can,
You Gooseberry's son.

Sunflowers brighten up your place
Like candle light on your face.
Remember Vaux Beer it's no longer here and even the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers,
We all can.
And Vaux Beer it's no longer here and even the stoner remembers some cold old Decembers,
Bet you can.
Not here, I'm not here, and all we all remember some cold old Decembers,
Like we can.