Brendan O'Brien - Revolver lyrics

[Verse 1] His spit is worth more than her work Pa** the purse to the pugilists A-he's a prize-fighter And he bought rings and he owns kin And now he's swinging And now he's the champion [Chorus] Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver Hey revolver, don't mothers make good fathers? Revolver [Verse 2] A spotless domain Hides festering hopes, she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences A spotless domain Hides festering hopes, she's certain there's more Pictures of fields without fences Her body numbs as he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches the door As he approaches [Chorus] Yeah! [Chorus] [Outro] Revolver Revolver Revolver Revolver