Video Kicking The Podium de Abernathy 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abernathy - Kicking The Podium Lyrics

Kicking the podium
Three little shoes in a basket
One hand on twelve
One hand on eleven

Speak for yourself
Speak with the love you carry
Care for yourself
Careful, the steps are icy

Little wolf in people’s clothes
Have you no home?
Have you no love for you?
Are you all alone?

Son of a gun
Father of the house of commons
First of the month
Three little good-luck rabbits

Little one, can I tell you a secret?
You and I arе really not so different
Onе of us wears it on the outside
The other has nothing on the inside

Speak without words
You’re looking slightly bothered
Speak to the dead
Speak with the family doctor
Are we like Rosie and Isabelle?
Or are we any two bonded molecules?
Are we less? Are we more? Are we the same?
Is it worth fighting for nothing to change?

Can we talk?
Can we talk?
Can we talk?
Just for once would you speak to me?
Can we talk?

I cannot bring myself to say it all
Little friend, lend me a hand
One last time

Kicking the podium
Three little shoes in a basket
One hand on twelve
One hand on eleven