Handful of Flies - The Quill

Send in the sinners, saints and clowns

Get in the ring to face forgiveness, this is holy ground

Cause you are giving up nothing, just the ghetto you plead

Well my tortured blue became a pair of black, yeah

You get it all for free

I don’t mind to do it myself

I don’t mind does anybody else

How does it feel, down under ground

I don’t mind

To set it all right

Get me some sugar, I give a handful of flies

I think I’ve got you wrapped around my finger, a bad moon will rise

Flying into forever into the centre of mind

Here is my blessing and my curse well hide away from light

When time has come

What s left undone

Under this dark and weary skies

Why carry on

When everything s gone

But a handful of flies

You get it all for free

I don’t mind to do it myself

I don’t mind does anybody else

How does it feel, down under ground

I don’t mind

To set it all right

Well I won’t regret it now