The Pines
Portugal. The Man"The Pines" is a song by Portugal. The Man, released in 2006 in the Pop genre. The song is 3:07 long and contains 29 lines and 186 words.
Lyrics
0:18Will we live polite or travel legs
0:21Legs that travel time but believe I can
0:24Mine that yellow gold where the horses ride
0:28Next I'll believe in the guillotine
0:32Don't carry all that weight upon you
0:38You'll feel better soon I know you will
0:45Busy soul feels heavy under
0:51These electric machines
1:11Swinging mighty hard
1:12Swinging mighty fast
1:14Under coal trains that are deep with fill
1:17Clouds forming eyes and corest rings
1:20The horses always ride so much faster son
1:25Don't carry all that weight upon you
1:31You'll feel better soon I know you will
1:38Busy soul feels heavy under
1:44These electric machines
2:04Will we break free or will we fail
2:07With the coal that's alight at the fingertips
2:10Such a shiny covert run addiction
2:14That smile gnashes swords and scissors that cut
2:17Bellies that hold with the shoveling snow
2:20Shiny red pains empty into new home
2:23Will we break free or will we fail
2:26With the coal that's alight at the fingertips
2:48Don't carry all that weight upon you
2:54You'll feel better soon I know you will
3:01Busy soul feels heavy under
3:07These electric machines
Will we live polite or travel legs Legs that travel time but believe I can Mine that yellow gold where the horses ride Next I'll believe in the guillotine Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machines Swinging mighty hard Swinging mighty fast Under coal trains that are deep with fill Clouds forming eyes and corest rings The horses always ride so much faster son Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machines Will we break free or will we fail With the coal that's alight at the fingertips Such a shiny covert run addiction That smile gnashes swords and scissors that cut Bellies that hold with the shoveling snow Shiny red pains empty into new home Will we break free or will we fail With the coal that's alight at the fingertips Don't carry all that weight upon you You'll feel better soon I know you will Busy soul feels heavy under These electric machines
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