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What makes them walk away, after all these years?
These years of learning in the hard way
By the lessons from the tears
I know it's not a game
But it feels like losing when someone
You love throws you away

I'd fix it, I'd fix it
I'd fix it, I'd fix it if I could
And I'd always win, I'd always win
I always win the in end

How easy was it for you making those plans you made?
Before I became something for you
You know to try to dislocate
But, I know it's not a game
But if feels like losing when someone
You love throws you away

I'd fix it, I'd fix it
I'd fix it, I'd fix it if I could
And I'd always win, I'd always win
And you'd always lose

Look what I did to you, look what you did to me
Fixed it, fix it
I'd fix it if I could
And I'd always win, I'd always win
I'd always win in the end
 
Mornington Crescent
I think of you
Rain in the southeast
Men feeling blue
Men in their bowlers
Kids with their spats
Ladies with chauffeurs
Dogs wearing hats and jackets
Rich apartments
Old punk posters
Tartan garments
I love the exquisite array
I love the camp as camp parade
The possibilities suggest themselves to me
I'm feeling free

Mornington Crescent
The sun in the east
I've got a job on
For a Senegalese rich arbitrator
In African law
To paint his apartment, strip down the walls
Came down between us lately
Lust and want and need just caved in
'Is it wise?'
The answer's no
It never is but since you ask
We pause thoughtfully, for twenty seconds reprieve
Then it's off with the briefs

Mornington Crescent
Sin is my game
We'll all be lined up
Irrelevant fame
Next to the broker, the nurse and the drunk
I was a joker, the wannabe punk that got lucky
Had a good time
Life became fruitless
Egotistic swine to all your friends
All the ladies and the men
The possibilities suggest themselves to me
 
Gazed at the ceiling from below
A splendid Michelangelo
Filled my heart with delight
Last Saturday night

Arrived believing from home
Climbed every step inside St. Peter's Dome
Claustrophobic and ex-Catholic
Last Saturday night

Now how come nobody really noticed
Puff of white smoke knocked me out
The truth is hiding, lurking, banking
Things they do at night

It's quite suspicious to say the least
Even mentioned it to my local priest
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday Night

I wish somebody would tell me
That it's only a show
I'll confess, own up, let's face it
In my concrete tuxedo

It's quite suspicious to say the least
While mentioning it to my priest
One Our Father, three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night

One Our Father three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night
One Our Father three Hail Marys
Each Saturday night
 
I know you're tired
I'm tired too
Loosen up
Sing me a song
And I'll dance
Cause I don't move too easily
Take me home
Just don't get sentimental on me
The wind, the wind, the wind
Is carrying us down the dumps of Broadway
And it's fine, it's okay
Tomorrow gone today
Take me home
Just don't get sentimental on me
I know you're fine
I followed all the lines
Of the dress your lover bought you
And these drinks turn into maps
Of places we will never go
But for once don't get sentimental on me
Cause the wind, the wind, the wind
Is carrying us down the dumps of Broadway
And it's fine, it's okay
Tomorrow gone today
Take me home
Just don't get sentimental on me
 
There might be music on the street
Forty floors below my feet
Static from a dying star
Comes as far, comes as far

Random voices on a show
Wisdom of the radio
They promise heaven down the line
Even mine, even mine

Put out the lights
Put out the lights
Put out the lights on London city
The dark is warm
Let me take you in my arms
Put out the lights
Put out the lights
Put out the lights on London city
Keep the creatures safe from harm

Every place that I have been
Leaves its message on the skin
So many prophecies, so many signs
So little time, so little time

Put out the lights
Put out the lights
Put out the lights on London city
The dark is warm
Let me take you in my arms
Put out the lights
Put out the lights
Put out the lights on London city
Keep the creatures safe from harm
 
I miss you all the time
walkin'

out on the streets in the blistering cold

wish i could bring you back diamonds
or sandwiches

at the house it aint nothin' but cold

i had a real love baby
what happened?

took your number
and then they called it out

i miss you all the time
walkin'
holdin' hands after dark

i feel like a moon eclipsin'
on the car lights out in the lot

sometimes bein' yours is everything
y'know, i just haven't got

if you're gonna give your love away
don't love 'em for what they're not

cause when that wild wind calls
you gotta get movin' on

i miss your voice
so kind and gentle

like a machine built
for calmin' a storm

and all the leaves outside are turnin'
evergreen into orange and brown

i had a real love baby
what happened?

get reservations at our restaurant
i miss you all the time

chairs empty
sittin' alone at the table in thought


i feel like a moon eclipsin'
on the car lights out in the lot

sometimes bein' yours is everything
y'know, i just haven't got


if you're gonna give your love away
don't love em for what they're not

cause when that wild wind calls
you gotta get movin' on

when that wild wind calls
you gotta get movin' on
 
Blue eyes for miles
Pretty as a peach
Glorious, kind, and always on the time
never far out of reach
Tomorrow's on its way
And there's always new songs to sing
Glorious, kind,and always on time, like pearls on a string
Soft precious and easy
Under the sea
If you dive down far enough to the bottom
look around and you will see
Tomorrow's on its way
And there's always new songs to sing
Glorious, kind, and always on time, pearls on a string
Glorious, kind, and always on time, pearls on a string
Sun shining down
Children laugh and play
Glorious, kind, and always on time out there in the day
Tomorrow's on its way
And there's always new songs to sing
Glorious, kind, and always on time, pearls on a string
 
Well, girl
sometimes i feel just like a boy
Put here on this earth
for you to toy around with

Like matchbox cars
you buy and burn in your backyard
Like monsters underneath your bed
you ain't afraid of yet

But you let me in
And i feel alright
Yeah, i feel alright

The late night girls are anxious
And they're coming out to play

And i've been stranded on their doorstep
for every night and day
I only want them more

it's so sad but when they smile
God, i've been had

I get hypnotized and i wanna go to bed
I used to pick up shells cast off the reef
One christmas i got a funeral and they handed me the receipt

How ever many lies i tell without my tongue
Get twisted into memories 'til i believe them some

And i toy with you
And you toy with me
Can you stop this please??

God bless all the late night girls
and they're coming out to play
and when they smile
how can anybody feel bad?
its so sad

It makes me tired and i wanna go to bed
These are better off in my head
These girls are better off in my head
These girls are better off in my head
These girls
 
some devils in disguise in hip hop
that belong at republcan fundraisers like kid rock
i hope one of my fans goes and gets yo kids shot
then blames it on acid and crack and slipknot :cool:
 
Seen the arrow on the doorpost
Saying, "This land is condemned
All the way from New Orleans
To Jerusalem."
I travelled through East Texas
Where many martyrs fell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Well, I heard that hoot owl singing
As they were taking down the tents
The stars above the barren trees
Were his only audience
Them charcoal gypsy maidens
Can strut their feathers well
But nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

See them big plantations burning
Hear the cracking of the whips
Smell that sweet magnolia blooming
See the ghosts of slavery ships
I can hear them tribes a-moaning
Hear the undertaker's bells
Nobody can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

There's a woman by the river
With some fine young handsome man
He's dressed up like a squire
Bootlegged whiskey in his hand
There's a chain gang on the highway
I can hear them rebels yell
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell

Well, God is in heaven
And we all want what's his
But power and greed and corruptible seed
Seem to be all that there is
I'm gazing out the window
Of the St. James Hotel
And I know no one can sing the blues
Like Blind Willie McTell
 
In the morning: you shall be free
Whole day, you shall be free
Let me sing, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

I was down in the hen-house other night
Awful dark, I didn’t have no light
I reached for a chicken, I got me a goose
A man come out, I had to turn him loose

Jump together, you shall be free
Jump a roll to it, you shall be free
Let me sing, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

Chicken and the rooster had a terrible fight
Chicken and the rooster gotta be out of sight
Chicken told the rooster that will be all right
Meet you at the hen-house tomorrow night

Let me sing, you shall be free
In the morning, you shall be free
You know the rooster, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

I was down in the hen-house on my knees
Thought I heard a chicken sneeze
‘t was only a rooster saying his prayers
Thanking his God for the hens upstairs

Here says the preacher, you shall be free
Here’s he singing, you shall be free
Taking that collection, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

Oh, some folks say, times is hard
Preacher says: put your trust in God
Man knows the difference, don’t you see
A hog can’t run just as fast as me

Let me sing: you shall be free
In the mornin’, you shall be free
Let me sing, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

Well, some people say: preacher won’t steal
I caught two, down in my cornfield
One had a bushel, other had a peck
Other had a rooster down his neck

In the morning: you shall be free
Get a rooster, you shall be free
Yes, and drive corn, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free

Well, you see that preacher a-settin’ on a log
Finger on a trigger and his eye on a hog
Pulls that trigger the gun went zip
Grabbed that hog with all his grip

Getting a hog eye, you shall be free
I don’t care, you shall be free
Let me sing, you shall be free
When the good Lord sets you free
 
Man you should have seen me way back then
I could tell a tale I could make it spin
I could tell you black was white
I could tell you day was night.

Not only that I could tell you why
Back then I could really tell a lie
Well, I'd hire a kid to say he was lame
Then I'd touch him and I make him walk again.

Then I'd pull some magic trick
I'd pretend to heal the sick
I was takin' everything they had to give
It wasn't all that bad a way to live.

Well, I'm in this desert town and it's hot as hell
But no one's buyin' what I got to sell
I make my lame kid walk
I make a dumb guy talk.

I'm preachin' up a storm both night and day
But everyone just turns and walks away
Well, I can see that I'm only wasting time
So I head across the road to drink some wine.

This old man comes up to me he says I seen you on the street
You're pretty good if I do say so myself
But the guy comes through here last month
He was somethin' else.

Instead of callin' out for fire from above
He just gets real quiet and talks about love
And I'll tell you somethin' funny
He didn't want nobody's money.

Now I'm not exactly sure
What this all means
But it's the damnest thing
I swear I've ever seen.

--- Instrumental ---

Well, since that time every town is the same
I can't make a dime I don't know why I came
I decide I'll go and find him
And find out who's behind him.

He has everyone convinced that he's for real
Well, I figure we can work us out a deal
So he offers me a job and I say fine
He says I'll get paid off on down the line.

Well, I guess I'll string along
Don't see how too much can go wrong
As long as he pays my way I guess I'll follow
We're headed for Jerusalem tomorrow...
 
They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
Movin' in from the East toward the West
with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!

But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
Honey you've got another thing coming
If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave

Islam is rising
The Christians mobilising
The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds

It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
You'll watch the ships sail out of harbour
and the bodies come floating back

If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
But God didn't build himself that throne
God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
God doesn’t belong to the yankee dollar
God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
God doesn't even go to church
And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
No, God will remind us what we already know
That the human race is about to reap what it's sown

The world is on its elbows and knees
It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
Armageddon days are here again
 
The past is a grotesque animal
And in its eyes you see
How completely wrong you can be
How completely wrong you can be

The sun is out, it melts the snow that fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it bothered

I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met
Who could appreciate Georges Bataille
Standing at Swedish festival discussing "Story of the Eye"
Discussing "Story of the Eye"

It's so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain, I need you here and not here too
How can I explain, I need you here and not here too

I'm flunking out, I'm flunking out, I'm gone, I'm just gone
But at least I author my own disaster
At least I author my own disaster

Performance breakdown and I don't want to hear it
I'm just not available
Things could be different but they're not
Things could be different but they're not

The mousy girl screams, "Violence! Violence!"
The mousy girl screams, "Violence! Violence!"
She gets hysterical because they're both so mean
And it's my favorite scene
But the cruelty's so predictable
It makes you sad on the stage
Though our love project has so much potential
But it's like we weren't made for this world
(Though I wouldn't really want to meet someone who was)

Do I have to scream in your face?
I've been dodging lamps and vegetables
Throw it all in my face, I don't care

Let's just have some fun
Let's tear this shit apart
Let's tear the fucking house apart
Let's tear our fucking bodies apart
But let's just have some fun

Somehow you've red-rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you
No death, no ugly world

You've lived so brightly
You've altered everything
I find myself searching for old selves
While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells

I've played the unraveler, the parhelion
But even apocalypse is fleeting
There's no death, no ugly world

Sometimes I wonder if you're mythologizing me like I do you
Mythologizing me like I do you

We want our film to be beautiful, not realistic
Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams
And you can betray me
You can, you can betray me

But teach me something wonderful
Crown my head, crowd my head
With your lilting effects
Project your fears on to me, I need to view them
See, there's nothing to them
I promise you, there's nothing to them

I'm so touched by your goodness
You make me feel so criminal
How do you keep it together?
I'm all, all unraveled

But you know, no matter where we are
We're always touching by underground wires

I've explored you with the detachment of an analyst
But most nights we've raided the same kingdoms
And none of our secrets are physical
None of our secrets are physical
None of our secrets are physical now
 
It doesn't hurt me
Do you want to feel how it feels
Do you want to know, know that it doesn't hurt me
Do you want to hear about the deal I'm making
You
It's you and me

And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building

Say if I only could oh...

You don't want to hurt me
But see how deep the bullet lies
Unaware I'm tearing you asunder
Oh there is thunder in our hearts
Is there so much hate for the ones we love
Tell me we both matter don't we
You
It's you and me
It's you and me, you won't be unhappy

And if I only could
I'd make a deal with god
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
Be running up that building

If I only could...

You
It's you and me
It's you and me, you won't be unhappy

Come on baby, come on darling
Let me steal this moment from you now
Come on angel, come on, come on darling
Let's exchange the experience, oh...

And if I only could
I'd make a deal with God
And I'd get him to swap our places
Be running up that road
Be running up that hill
With no problems...

And if I only could
Be running up that hill
With no problems.
 
now....

When you look, what do you see?
You only see the monkey not the man in me
But now I'm back, and that's a fact
Gonna show the next generation where I'm at

What I mean is to say
The way that I was is the same as I am today
Now if you're white, or if you're black
Remember you can't get the monkey off your back

And now you're running and you're running and you're running away
You're running from the monkey man
And now you're running and you're running and you're running away
You're running from the monkey man

I was lost, but now I'm found
Some might even say that I've been around
With the crowd I would move
Mr. sophisticated just can't lose

Now in the style that I was dressed
I was the steady reason no-one could test
Yeah I was smart and I was cool
No matter how hard they tried I was no-ones fool

And now you're running and you're running and you're running away
You're running from the monkey man
And now you're running and you're running and you're running away
You're running from the monkey man

Did you hear what I say?
Now did you hear what I say?

When you look, what do you see?
You only see the monkey not the man in me
But now I'm back, and that's a fact
Gonna show the next generation where I'm at

What I mean is to say
The way that I was is the same as I am today
And if you're white, or if you're black
Remember you can't get the monkey off your back

And now you're running and you're running and you're running away
You're running from the monkey man

loudly :D
 
'-Does anybody know any jokes?...'

The more that I see, the less I believe
The barbed wire fences have replaced all the trees
The houses of god are full of sinners every week
Praying for forgiveness, for those they leave to bleed

And they keep telling me
It's not my concern

But when petrol bombs fly
When cars overturn
When you see children cry
Because their cities are burning

Who's going to show concern?

But the more that I see, the less I believe
Like countries split in two, through religion, tradition and greed
The devil's curse is put upon those who have solutions
And those, like me, too ignorant to find my own conclusions

Is that why they're telling me
It's not my concern

But when I see children cry
'Cos that's all they can do
They are crying for help
And they're looking at you

What are you supposed to do?

And they keep telling me
It's not my concern
It's not my concern
It's not my concern
 
She put $900 on the fifth horse in the sixth race
I think its name is "chips ahoy!"
It came in six lengths ahead, we spent the whole next week getting high
At first i thought that she hit off some tip that she got from some other boy
We were overjoyed

I got a girl and she don't have to work
She can tell which horse is gonna finish in first
Some nights the painkillers make the pain even worse

Came in six lengths ahead
We spent the whole next week getting high
I love this girl but i can't tell when she's having a good time

How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?

She's hard on the heart and she's soft to the touch
She gets migraine headaches when she does it too much
She always does it too much

How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't let me touch you?
How am i supposed to know that you're high if you won't even dance?
And you won't even dance
 
I just wish my life could be as strange as a conspiracy
I hold out home but there's no way of being what I want to be
The dragons blow fire angels fly spirits wither in the air
I'm just me I can't deny I'm neither here, there nor anywhere
Oh you should see my trail of disgrace
(Oh oh you should see my trail of disgrace)
It's enough to scare the whole human race
I said, oh you should see my trail of disgrace
(Oh oh you should see my trail of disgrace)
It's enough to scare the whole human race, yeah, eminence

I don't care about this life, they say there'll be another one
Defeatist attitude I know will you be sorry when I've gone
Primitive painters are ships floating on an empty sea
Gathering in galleries were stallions of imagery
Oh you should see my trail of disgrace,
(Oh oh you should see my trail of disgrace)
It's enough to hold the whole human race
I said oh you should see my trail of disgrace
(Oh oh you should see my trail of disgrace)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(You should see my trail of disgrace)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(You should see my trail of disgrace)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear I said it thinner

This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(I just swear, light on me)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
(Your bitter trance)
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(Yeah yeah)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
(Hold on)
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(Hold on love, on and on)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(The way I see it, yeah yeah)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(In your father's life)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(Painters of my life)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(Swear I'm your life)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(Do you feel it?)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
(I'm good)
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
(Yeah, we?re jamming on)
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
(I can feel through your head)
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
This is a new trance, yeah, an entrance too
(All through your life)
And there's a look on your face, it's a human race
And if you just can't stand it, ah, I swear
This is a new trance
 
I took my loved one out to dinner
So we could get a bite to eat
And though we both had been much thinner
She looked so beautiful I could eat her
Well Well Well Oh Well

We sat and talked of revolution
just like to librals in the sun
we talked of womens liberation
and how the hell we could get thing done
Well Well Well Oh Well

I took my loved one to a big field
So we could watch the english sky
Were both feeling guilty
And neither one of us knew just why
Well Well Well Oh Well
 
Old 97s time! I've highlighted the bits that make me smirk

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Big brown eyes, and a gust of wind,
And the cherry burns the corner of the
page that says "The end
Is coming soon," but not soon enough.
Restring all your guitars. Pack up all your stuff.

'Cause if Robert's dad is right,
We might not make it through the night,
And I'd hate to go alone.
Please pick up the phone.

Well a box of red, and a pill or three,
And I'm calling time and
temperature just for some company.
I wish you were here. I wish I was too.
I'll drink myself to sleeplessness, I always do.

You don't want me anymore,
Since fame and fortune broke down our door.
You don't give me no respect.
What did I expect?

If that phone don't ring one more time,
I'm gonna lose what's left of my mind.
You made a big impression for a girl of your size,
Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes.:)

Her hands are cold, her breath is warm,
She's a port in a storm.
I'm worried now, but it won't be long.
It takes a worried man, you know, to sing a worried song.:D

I've got issues, yeah.
Like I miss you, yeah.
And I wish I weren't so thick.
I'm making myself sick.

If that phone don't ring one more time,
I'm gonna lose what's left of my mind.
You made a big impression for a girl of your size,
Now I can't get by without you and your big brown eyes.
 
How dare the premier ignore my invitations?
He'll have to go.

So to the bunchy luncheons with the second on
my list of things to do.
At the top you're stopping by your place of work and
acting like i haven't dreamed of you and I and
marriage in an orange grove.
You are the only thing in any room you're ever in
I'm stubborn, selfish, and too old.

(Ahhh...)

I sat you down and told you how the truest love that's
ever found is for oneself.
You pulled apart my theory with a weary and disinterested sigh
So yes i guess i'm asking you to back a horse that's good for glue
and nothing else
But find a man that's truer than, find a man that needs you
more than I.

Sit with me a while and let me listen to you talk about your dreams and obsessions
I'll be quite and confessional
The violence explode inside me when i meet your eyes
Then I'm spinning and diving like a cloud of starlings.

Darling is this love?
 
Bones of You

So I'm there,
Charging around with a juganaut brow
Over draft speeches and deadlines to make
Cramming commitments like cats in a sack
Telephone burning, purposeful gait
When out of a doorway the tentacles stretch
Of a song that i know, and the world
Moves in slow - mo
Straight to my head like the first cigarette of the day
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago and every thousand miles away...

You have turned
A man of my caliber stood in the street
Like a sleepwalking teenager i know
That I dealt with this years ago
I took a hammer to every momento
But image on image like beads on a rosary
Move through my head as the music takes hold
And the second it hits
I can work till i break
But i love the bones of you that i will never escape
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And i can't move my arm, for the fear that you will wake
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...

And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away...
And its you, and its me, and we're sleeping through the day
And I'm five years ago every thousand miles away.
 
I plump the kind of kiss
that wouldn't wake a baby
on the self-same face
that wouldn't let me sleep;
and the street is singing with my feet,
and the dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.

All down to you, dear.
Everything has changed.

My sorriness
has made it to graffiti.
I was looking for
someone to complete me.

Not anymore, dear;
everything has changed.

When we make the moon our mirror ball
the street's an empty stage;
the city sirens - violins.
Everything has changed.

So lift off love.
(down to you, dear)
Lift off love.
(down to you, dear)

We took the town to town last night.
We kissed like we invented it!
And now I know what every step is for:
to lead me to your door.

Know that while you sleep,
everything has changed.

We made the moon our mirror ball.
The street's an empty stage;
the city sirens - violins.
Everything has changed.
Everything has changed.
Everything has changed.

Down to you, dear/So lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear/ lift off love
Down to you, dear...
 
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid

I've been working on a cocktail called Grounds for Divorce
Whoah
Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleeve
Whoah
Down comes him on sticks but then he kicks like a horse
Whoah
There's a Chinese cigarette case
And the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep
And the rest you can keep

There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall

Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid
Oooo
Oooo

There's this whispering of jokers doing flesh by the pound
To a chorus of supposes from the little town whores
There'll be twisted karaoke at the Aniseed lounge
And I'll bring you further roses
But it does you no good
And it does me no good
And it does you no good

There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall
There's a hole in my neighborhood down which of late I cannot help but fall

Someday we'll be drinking with the seldom seen kid
 
Sweet Jesus I'm on fire.
She has the sweetest, darkest eyes
and when it comes into her eyes
i know iron and steel couldn't hold me
good god I'm easily bruised
so often in love to her flame (?)
and the things that she's asked me to do
will see a city of saints forgetting his name

I have an audience with the pope
and I'm saving the world at eight
but if she says she needs me
she says she needs me everybody is going to have to wait


(Where could she be)
Was that a minute or an hour?
(Where could she be)
She turns the hours into days
Kill the phone, cover the cage
and wait for the doorbell to ring
(Where could she be?)
No she won't come running
(Where could she be?)
The world is turning at her pace
going to kill the phone, cover the cage and wait for the doorbell to ring

I have an audience with the pope
and I'm saving the world at eight
but if she says she needs me
she says she needs me everybody is going to have to wait

I have an audience with the pope
and I'm saving the world at eight
but if she says she needs me
she says she needs me everybody is going to have to wait

I have an audience with the pope
and I'm saving the world at eight
but if she says she needs me
she says she needs me everybody is going to have to wait
everybody is going to have to wait
ahh huh.
 
Are we having the time of our lives?
Are we having the time of our lives?
Are we coming across clear?
Are we coming across fine?
Are we part of the plan here?
Are we having the time of our lives?
Are we coming across clear?
Are we coming across fine?
Are we having the time of our lives?
(continued throughout)

We have the drive, some time on our hands
one little room and the biggest of plans
the days we shape look all frosty and bright
Perfect weather to fly
perfect weather to fly

Poundin' the streets where my fathers feet still ring from the walls
and we sing in the doorways and just bickering around
figuring how we're wired inside
perfect weather to fly

so in looking to stray from the line
we decided instead we should pull out the thread that was stitching into this tapestry vial (?)
and why wouldn't you try?
perfect weather to fly

We have the drive, some time on our hands
one little room and the biggest of plans
the days we shape look all frosty and bright
Perfect weather to fly
perfect weather to fly

Poundin' the streets where my fathers feet still ring from the walls
and we sing in the doorways and just bickering around
figuring how we're wired inside
perfect weather to fly

so in looking to stray from the line
we decided instead we should pull out the thread that was stitching into this tapestry vial (?)
and why wouldn't you try?
perfect weather to fly.


(and here endeth the amount of elbow that i currently have in my possession)
 
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