Texty písní A Band of Bees

A Band of Bees

Angryman

Built my walls long and low

Knuckles crack and lillies grow

have a baby hold her up let her know

Leave the airport to the airplanes

Leave the taxis to the runways

silvers high up on the landing

Tastes like early morning

May you never lose your temper

Heavy father heavy son

Angryman

That's the hurt thats in your head

That's the man that you just met

may not be a brighter day

but there'll be one on the way

An angry man needs attention

Contact and direction