Neat Little Rows lyrics

My high priestess
folded neatly
back in your box

Ooh Lord
call the song
he sang so sweetly
back in your box

Ooh Lord
found myself
astride a tiger
lifting my head

Just like you said
drown me now in
down of eider
get me to bed

Ooh Lord
lay my bones
in cobblestones

Lay my bones
in neat little rows

Lay my bones
in cobblestones

Lay my bones
in neat little rows
angels and idols
spiralling wild
wind in your necks

Ooh Lord
landed gentry
ride on behind me
wind in your necks

Ooh Lord
smokey progress
backroom sages
let me back in
put back the pin

'Cause now I follow
sawn up pages
can't read the text

Oooh no...
lay my bones
in cobblestones

Lay my bones
in neat little rows

Lay my bones
in cobblestones

Lay my bones
in neat little rows

In the house
where they grew up
there were secrets
and the saints

That the eyes
that see through
the game
would give anything
to the rain

Would picture the
counting your fingers
waiting for the focus
of your eyes

Oh no don't play fingers
fingers are for
pointing at the sky

Oh no don't play fingers
fingers are for
pointing at the sky

Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Lay my bones
in cobblestones

Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Lay my bones
in neat little rows

Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Lay my bones
in cobblestones

Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Yah-da da-da da-da da-da
Lay my bones
in neat little rows