He's Building A Swamp - Ed Harcourt

He don’t live in the city

He don’t live in a town

He lives close to the woodland

Building a swamp in the dirty ground

So watch me crawl

Break down the door

I’ll nail you to the wooden floor

Love won’t crane it’s ugly neck

Yeah love just wastes his time

Screaming as the woodpecker pecks

Building a swamp and out of his mind

So watch me crawl

Break down the door

I’ll nail you to the wooden floor

I hear the violence that dwells in me

My heart is heavy but it never bleeds

Jumped down the hole and he’s never coming back

Sick yellow twisted black ashes of the shack

I hear the violence that dwells in me

My heart is heavy but it never bleeds

Jumped down the hole and he’s never coming back

Sick yellow twisted black ashes of the shack

He don’t live in the city

He don’t live in a town

He lives close to the woodland

Building a swamp in the dirty ground

So watch me crawl

Break down the door

I’ll nail you to the wooden floor

I hear the violence that dwells in me

My heart is heavy but it never bleeds

Jumped down the hole and he’s never coming back

Sick yellow twisted black ashes of the shack

I hate the violence that dwells in me

My heart is heavy but it never bleeds

Jumped down the hole and he’s never coming back

Sick yellow twisted black ashes of the shack

Living in a burnt out cadillac

Sleeping in a sack

Never leaving a track

Well never be exact…