Paroles de Loinclothing (5 28)

The heat of the night
It's feeding worms in the hay
And soon to surround the sheep's head
See the distant howl of pleasure
And it's sending shivers down the spine
The rag and bone man coming
And through the heat of the night
The rag and bone man coming
A million cowboys are toe-tapping
See those toes tapping
A million cows are stampeding
Feel his stomach turning
It's turning, it's turning
A million cowboys, they're toe-tapping
Feel those toes tapping
A million cows are stampeding
Feel his stomach turning
It's turning, it's turning
Place to place
The rag and bone man coming
And in the heat of the night
You can hear those trumpets screaming "round up"
See the rag tool stagger off the sheep's head
Hear the distant howl of pleasure
And it's sending shivers down the spine
The rag and bone man coming
And through the heat of the night
The rag and bone man coming
Place to place
The rag and bone man coming
A million cowboys are toe-tapping
Feel those toes tapping
A million cows are stampeding
Feel his stomach turning
It's turning, it's turning
Place to place
The rag and bone man coming