Portugal. The Man Lyrics

12. Horse Warming Party

Born and raised that giant was a fighter. 
Mississippi. 
On that canvas. 
Dirty streets. 
The people stood up to wave those white flags 
The devil had died through the valley. 
In the city. 
Down south. 
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air 
That devil had died. 

Sharpened tongues fair painted divers 
Forearms rest in streams of silver 
Golden people pass in silence 
But it won't slip away 

That giant was a mountain of a man 
Walking trembles through the earth 
Like a riot in the streets tearin' Florence to the ground. 
The people stood up to wave those white flags 
The devil had died. 

Born and raised in 65. 
In the streets. 
Televised. 
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air 
That devil had died. 

That giant was a fighter. 
Mississippi. 
On that canvas. 
Dirty streets. 
The people stood up to wave those white flags 
The devil had died. 
In those gloves. 
In them women. 
In the mind. 
The people stood up and a cheer went through the air 
That devil had died

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