Wind Up
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โฑ๏ธ 6:04 duration
๐ ID: 4437322
๐ Lyrics
When I was young and they packed me off to school
And taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool.
So I left there in the morning
With their God tucked underneath my arm
Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
And I asked this God a question
And by way of firm reply
He said, "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
I don't believe you
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
How do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son?
When that was just an accident of birth
I'd rather look around me, compose a better song
'Cos that's the honest measure of my worth
In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
When I was young and they packed me off to school
And taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool
I left there in the morning
With their God under my arm
Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
Have all the bishops harmonize these lines
When I was young and they packed me off to school
And they taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool
So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
Well you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
I don't believe you
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays
And taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool.
So I left there in the morning
With their God tucked underneath my arm
Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
And I asked this God a question
And by way of firm reply
He said, "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
I don't believe you
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
How do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son?
When that was just an accident of birth
I'd rather look around me, compose a better song
'Cos that's the honest measure of my worth
In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
When I was young and they packed me off to school
And taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool
I left there in the morning
With their God under my arm
Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
Have all the bishops harmonize these lines
When I was young and they packed me off to school
And they taught me how not to play the game
I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
Or if they said that I was just a fool
So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
Well you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
I don't believe you
You had the whole damn thing all wrong
He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.82] When I was young and they packed me off to school
[00:19.32] And taught me how not to play the game
[00:26.24]
[00:28.28] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[00:36.50] Or if they said that I was just a fool.
[00:44.71] So I left there in the morning
[00:49.04] With their God tucked underneath my arm
[00:52.67] Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
[01:01.17] And I asked this God a question
[01:04.70] And by way of firm reply
[01:08.02] He said, "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
[01:17.68] So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
[01:25.58] Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
[01:34.17] I don't believe you
[01:37.14] You had the whole damn thing all wrong
[01:41.13] He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
[01:48.44] Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[01:55.97] And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[02:03.14]
[02:18.46] How do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son?
[02:24.39] When that was just an accident of birth
[02:30.78] I'd rather look around me, compose a better song
[02:37.24] 'Cos that's the honest measure of my worth
[02:44.07] In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
[02:50.41] As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
[02:58.65]
[03:01.77] When I was young and they packed me off to school
[03:06.99] And taught me how not to play the game
[03:14.02] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[03:20.08] Or if they said that I was just a fool
[03:26.81] I left there in the morning
[03:29.66] With their God under my arm
[03:33.25] Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
[03:40.74]
[04:05.85] Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[04:12.08] Have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[04:19.76]
[04:39.08] When I was young and they packed me off to school
[04:45.74] And they taught me how not to play the game
[04:55.28] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[05:02.68] Or if they said that I was just a fool
[05:10.38] So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
[05:17.74] Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
[05:25.03] Well you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[05:31.78] And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[05:43.37] I don't believe you
[05:46.73] You had the whole damn thing all wrong
[05:51.27] He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays
[05:59.13]
[00:19.32] And taught me how not to play the game
[00:26.24]
[00:28.28] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[00:36.50] Or if they said that I was just a fool.
[00:44.71] So I left there in the morning
[00:49.04] With their God tucked underneath my arm
[00:52.67] Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
[01:01.17] And I asked this God a question
[01:04.70] And by way of firm reply
[01:08.02] He said, "I'm not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays"
[01:17.68] So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
[01:25.58] Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
[01:34.17] I don't believe you
[01:37.14] You had the whole damn thing all wrong
[01:41.13] He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays.
[01:48.44] Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[01:55.97] And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[02:03.14]
[02:18.46] How do you dare tell me that I'm my Father's son?
[02:24.39] When that was just an accident of birth
[02:30.78] I'd rather look around me, compose a better song
[02:37.24] 'Cos that's the honest measure of my worth
[02:44.07] In your pomp and all your glory you're a poorer man than me
[02:50.41] As you lick the boots of death born out of fear
[02:58.65]
[03:01.77] When I was young and they packed me off to school
[03:06.99] And taught me how not to play the game
[03:14.02] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[03:20.08] Or if they said that I was just a fool
[03:26.81] I left there in the morning
[03:29.66] With their God under my arm
[03:33.25] Their half-assed smiles and the book of rules
[03:40.74]
[04:05.85] Well, you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[04:12.08] Have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[04:19.76]
[04:39.08] When I was young and they packed me off to school
[04:45.74] And they taught me how not to play the game
[04:55.28] I didn't mind if they groomed me for success
[05:02.68] Or if they said that I was just a fool
[05:10.38] So to my old headmaster (and to anyone who cares)
[05:17.74] Before I'm through I'd like to say my prayers
[05:25.03] Well you can excommunicate me on my way to Sunday school
[05:31.78] And have all the bishops harmonize these lines
[05:43.37] I don't believe you
[05:46.73] You had the whole damn thing all wrong
[05:51.27] He's not the kind you have to wind up on Sundays
[05:59.13]