Bars Of Gold — Heaven Has a Heater lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Heaven Has a Heater" by Bars Of Gold.
Lyrics
Head to the suburbs where the income is salt
A wall of history for keeping them hounds out
I got a secret
I got a secret
Right out of hideouts
She had a brain that was built inside of four square walls
Chewing on plastic
Teeth getting bigger
Spread some salt into that wound
Some salt
Spread some salt into that wound
'Cause there’s an invitation
You’ve been waiting so long for
There will conversations, con-, con-, con-
There will be blood in the kitchen tonight
So honey bring in your brass band
A telegram with intention
I saw the robbers of your face appear
In the bathroom window
We’re playing saxophones out in the front yard
And in the bathroom stalls there keeping there signs out
We’re playing saxophones out in the front yard
And in the bathroom stalls there keeping there signs out
Spread some salt into that wound
Some salt
Spread some salt into that wound
Heavens got a heater, heavens got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heavens got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heaven got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heavens got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heaven got a heater
Heaven got a heater, heaven got a heater
You’re a background horse
You’re a background horse
You’re a background horse
You’re a background horse
Heaven got a heater, heavens got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heaven got a heater
Heaven got a heater, heaven got a heater
Heavens got a heater, heavens got a heater