PAROLES
[Verse 1]
A dry leaf skidding across the concrete
Scraping less than its weight down my street
Ask you, where do you go?
Pulled off the side of the road
In a tall stand of grass
At the dead end of the path
[Chorus]
You go where the hunter goes but you don’t have a gun
Said, “what am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?”
Pulled back the skin and now, looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home
[Verse 2]
Tangled up on a rise
The only climber of your kind
You got a scrape on the thigh
And on the shin dried a bloodline
[Chorus]
You go where the hunter goes but you don’t have a gun
Said, “what am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?”
Pulled back the skin and now, looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home
[Instrumental Interlude]
[Chorus]
You go where the hunter goes but you don’t have a gun
Said, “what am I gonna do with a man as sad as you?”
Pulled back the skin and now, looking at the tongue
You got stoned and you’re gonna go home
