Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Crowded House
Deliberate provocation
Is what you gave to me
You got me going
You got me going
How could such a simple thing
Get so out of control?
You let me down again
You let me down again
I know my place inside your heart
A painted figure that glows in the dark
No, you're not mysterious now
I don't worship that sacred cow
In my head
In my head
In my head
You'd never know it
You'd never know it
I went home in a jealous rage
You were rolling on the grass in a younger age
You know what's good for me
I know you're too good for me
'Cos I have seen inside your heart
Religious figures that glow in the dark
No, you're not too precious now
And I don't worship that sacred cow
Go, and try as you may
To get a sharp shift on Judgement Day
You let me down again
You let me down again
I know my place inside your heart
A painted figure that glows in the dark
No, you're not too precious now
I don't worship that sacred cow
Go, and try as you may
To get a sharp shift on Judgement Day
Sacred cow
Judgement Day
Coming your way
Sacred Cow was written by Neil Finn.
Sacred Cow was produced by Mitchell Froom.