Shut Up Shop

I know you would make this fun
You were wise not to come
Come along for the ride
Eyes tired from long haul driving

Wet night falls on outside
I could not love my gentle man
His gentle touch i could not stand
If you should see my beloved
Tell him i am sick of love
Tell him i am sick of love

Rise up, rise up and make a sound
With weakling calls were weaklings found
Come, come we have crumbs and dusty ground
Let not my dark heart down
Let not my dark heart down