Lowest Of The Low Penedono`s Hand Lyrics

Penedono`s Hand Lyrics

I have learned to never trust a handshake or a smile 

I had my doubts on that train 

The fear and the sublime inside a sixty-four Vauxhall 

Cigarettes, Rosy and Grey 



Forget the pickpockets and thieves 

'Cause the only taste it leaves 

is the blood red wine and the land 

Bootleg beer out of a van, 

the night that never seemed to end 

Your sleep is safe in Penedono's hand 



The future is uncertain and the end is always near 

The message came from British MTV 

After two years in the army on a mandatory tour 

Freedom is sometimes hard to see 



Then we'll raise another glass 

Better days go by so fast 

We drink to Salazar's last stand 

And to the people of this town 

Who share each other's ups and downs 

Your sleep is safe in Penedono's hand 



Broken English in the night 

Politics, pool-cues and spite 

I know what you're thinking 

It's like I've known you all my life 



Through the night to Barcelona 

I was forced to stay awake 

The contrast as sharp as a knife 

And I never will forget this song repeating in my head 

Or the hands that could have had my life 



Forget the pickpockets and thieves 

'Cause the only taste it leaves is the blood red wine and the land 

Bootleg beer out of a van, the night that never seemed to end 

Your sleep is safe in Penedono's hand