Quiver Syndrome - Mark Lanegan Band

I turned back towards the factory

With a rail running through my head

And the stain of a rust red romance

Though my iron age rose is dead

Will the Lord hold me down 'cause I’m wicked?

Will the Lord hold me down, to my shame?

Will your love it get into me Jesus?

Now I heard you calling out my name

The moon don’t smile on Saturday’s child

Lying still in Elysian Fields

I don’t know what the doctor, he did

Now I’m all day long with my body in bed

Plant the seeds of an ivory white lily

Play the ghost of autumn’s lullabye

You know the way I came down to the city

Snuffed the love light out of my eyes

I’m knocked back in the alley

With the sweat pouring off my hands

I can tear out a stitch 'cause it’s aching

When I’m a shake, shake, shaking I can

The moon don’t smile on Saturday’s child

Lying still in Elysian Fields

I don’t hear what my mother, she said

Now I’m all day long with my body in bed

I turn back towards the factory

With a rail running through my head

And the stain of a rust red romance

Though my iron age rose is dead

Will the Lord hold me down 'cause I’m wicked?

Will the Lord hold me down, to my shame?

Will your love it get into me Jesus?

Now I heard you calling out my name

The moon don’t smile on Saturday’s child

Lying still in Elysian Fields

I don’t know what the doctor, he did

Now I’m all day long with my body in bed