The Seasons - Knives Lyrics

Can you leave the engines on, I’d like to go and see the USA
I stole the money from Uncle Sam, I hope that he’ll forgive me someday

Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho
Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho

Hatred for fallen leaves, but I feel it’s blooming all over your breast
And babe I know you’re gonna keep it real, b-b-babe I know you’re gonna try your best

Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho
Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho

Pretty little something crawling out of a bed it barely can climb
We could stick to something safe and low but no, the thing has set its mind
We’ve been waiting in our prime
So superior, do we mind?
You wear the leather in the streets
Another leather in the sheets

Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho
Don’t hide your kids, the walls won’t go
It’s not Berlin or Jericho

Baby, your shoulder’s better than knives
Your shoulder’s better than knives
Your shoulder’s better than knives
Baby your shoulder’s better than knives
Your shoulder’s better than knives…