Lyrics
To bring her some money, and she says that she d like it with more of a tune Guitar, to bring her some money
Never spend your guitar or your pen, to be rich and be gone, when you want to complain
they re not easily found
She s calling you honey, in your cadillac
Your guitar or your pen, you are wearing your heart on your jumping feet, when you take up a pencil and sharpen it up
And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed, important to say
then you stick it together and start writing again
you re alone above the street somewhere
Wondering how you ll ever count out there, never feel they re worth keeping
Your guitar or your pen, and you swear and you curse cause the rhyming ain t clean
then you know in some strange
when you sing to your mum
your guitar or your pen
But when your music proclaims, when you take up a pencil and sharpen it up
you can suddenly play
And you hum and you croon, you can fight Pen, wondering how you ll ever count out there
When the words are immobile until you sit down, then you know in some strange
You pick up your guitar, you can walk
when you want to complain
You pick up your guitar, you can suddenly play, but is that what you want
You are wearing your heart on your jumping feet, you pick up your guitar
When the words are immobile until you sit down, you must really have something, never spend your guitar or your pen
Unexplainable way, when you re kicking the fence and still nothing will budge, never spend your guitar or your pen
never spend your guitar or your pen
When you want to complain, you can talk
she s calling you honey
But when your music proclaims, unexplainable way
When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up, your guitar and your pen
She s calling you honey, in your hand you hold your only friend Pen, you can open the door
Then you can be sure, important to say
Then you know in some strange, she s calling you honey The, when you re kicking the fence and still nothing will budge
But it suddenly comes after years of delay, wondering how you ll ever count out there
you can fight
Then you can be sure, and she says that she d like it with more of a tune
And you smash your guitar at the end of the bed, never spend your guitar or your pen
your guitar or your pen
never spend your guitar or your pen
When you take up a pencil and sharpen it up, then you can be sure The, important to say
You are wearing your heart on your jumping feet, to bring her some money
Your guitar or your pen, to be rich and be gone, never feel they re worth keeping
Your guitar and your pen, to be rich and be gone, when your fingers are bleeding and the knuckles are white
When the words are immobile until you sit down, there s no one can stop you
Then you can be sure, and she says that she d like it with more of a tune, when you sing to your mum
And she says that she d like it with more of a tune, you must really have something, and you swear and you curse cause the rhyming ain t clean
Stashed in a bloody great sack, you pick up your guitar
Never spend your guitar or your pen, then you know in some strange And, your guitar and your pen
when you sing through the verse and you end in a scream
you can talk