Lyall Moloney - Broken Fiddle lyrics

This is the tail of a crooked nail She the hammer that bent me off my trail She take the place of heaven and love From the days when I sing to white doves With a creamy flipped sweet s**le kiss She took all my money and chained my wrists Live for moments of hair, mud and nails Between my legs she put my wagging tail From the days when I sing to white doves On my arms she re-wrote the stairs In an infectious neon-light dirt orchestra And everyones sister is sailing to the moon In a hope of a dream, a drop of G-d's spittle A turn of a wheel, that isn't so little A way to live that isn't a riddle A saxophone not a broken fiddle A saxophone not a broken fiddle It's true these days shake insecurity Thats why I want to know if I was free When I was younger and more naive So I'm not gonna just think and exist I'm gonna turn, change and resist Cos I'd swear I'd k** anyone who'd do you harm And if it were I, I'd rather die This is the pain behind my charm She looks through my eyes and whispers soft alright