| Down On Me | |
| Recorded: | 1994 |
| Written By: | Ian Astbury/Billy Duffy |
| Albums the song appears on: | Rare Cult |
| Played live for the first time: | - |
| Most recently played live: | - |
| Notes: | |
| Remix Information: | No known remixes |
| Lyrics | |
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The poet's head is dead His words have been misread And the cynic's lips are dry His vulture tongue obsessed You gotta love the earth Don't burn my wings Too close to the sun What the hell am I supposed to do When you're pushing hard on me who the hell am I supposed to be When you're bleeding all over me God knows I'm good So misunderstood Coming to you I'm down on my own No spirit unknown That's why I'm supposed to believe in you I love the earth Don't burn my wings Too close to the sun What the hell am I supposed to do When you're pushing hard on me who the hell am I supposed to be When you're bleeding all over me Said it before Sayin' it again Holy fools yea What the hell am I supposed to do When you're pushing hard on me who the hell am I supposed to be When you're bleeding hard for me What are you gonna do when the light gets in your eye You're gonna find that there's life outside Who am I supposed to be When you're so hard, hard on me Oh the poet's head is dead His words have been misread The cynic's lips are dry His vulture tongue obsessed And he wants to know that god knows I'm good | |