Major Parkinson - Heart Of Hickory lyrics

HEART OF HICKORY It's a habit to be hip Like a donkey with a whip Or an epileptic pantomime Blowing bubbles with a torch On your dad's front porch Peeling off the stitches from your spine And when the love is dead Come and get your butcher knife! Open up my heart and make me happy Come and get your butcher knife! Quarterback got the sack crack backpackers in a black Cadillac How we sang with the gang It's the world that makes us cry They say it's dangerous out here inside these woods But the more you give the more you break this narcissistic loving that they planted in your brain when you were young Oh, come and get your butcher knife! Open up my heart and make me happy Come and get your butcher knife! The devil's on your bed playing ducks and drakes with all the pictures from your wasted youth He pays a penny for you lies, a dime for truth Count the nickels for your pills and booze Oh, come and get your butcher knife! Open up my heart and make me happy Come and get your butcher knife!