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Black birds slow and softly breaks a glass of wine

Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight

Well, everybody wants to go on forever

I just wanna burn up hard and bright

I just wanna be your firecracker

And maybe be your baby tonight

Maybe be your baby tonight

 

Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your room

Kiss me slow and softly make me dream of you

Well, everybody wants to go on forever

I just wanna burn up hard and bright

I just wanna be your firecracker

And maybe be your baby tonight

Maybe be your baby tonight

 

So when does the plane go down

'Cause I'm gonna ride it 'til it hits the ground

Then go out with a fight

'Cause I just wanna be your baby tonight

 

 

"Firecracker" Ryan Adams

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long ride, that you are taking me on

a long strange ride

long ride, that you are taking me on

a long strange ride

 

keep sunrise, you can forget sunset

i want to see the sun in the middle of the sky

'cause the dawn and the dying light

have gathered too much meaning

and i want to feel numb

 

there must be something else

we haven't found on this long strange ride

 

long night and even longer day

i'm so sorry, i've been travelling blind

high time you rest your weary eyes

love, it's been a long strange ride

 

there must be something else

we haven't found on this long strange ride

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She me the best that you got and I'll show you one better

Show me your reddest rose and I'll show you one redder

Tell me a dirty joke and I'll laugh it off lightly

If I tell you a dirty joke, you might not like me

 

Everyone gets to make one big mistake

And if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait

 

Timing is everything if you've got nothing but time

And a lie don't mean nothing if nobody knows when you're lying

So lie when you do, lie when you don't, lie when you didn't

Lie til you lie lie lie

Lie there wondering if anyone else is lying

 

Everyone gets to make one big mistake

And if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait

'Cause I'm saving mine up for a very, very special day

When I can fuck it all up in the most spectacular way

 

Everyone gets to make one big mistake

And if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait

And wait and wait and wait and wait

Everyone gets to make one big mistake

And if you're waiting on me, well, I guess you're gonna have to wait

'Cause I'm saving mine up for a very, very special day

When I can fuck it all up in the most spectacular way

 

Show me the best that you've got and I'll show you one better

Show me your reddest rose and I'll show you one redder

Tell me a dirty joke and I'll laugh it off lightly

If I tell you a dirty joke, you might not like me

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Guest Cousin Tupelo

Dignity

Bob Dylan

 

Fat man lookin' in a blade of steel

Thin man lookin' at his last meal

Hollow man lookin' in a cottonfield

For dignity

 

Wise man lookin' in a blade of grass

Young man lookin' in the shadows that pass

Poor man lookin' through painted glass

For dignity

 

Somebody got murdered on New Year's Eve

Somebody said dignity was the first to leave

I went into the city, went into the town

Went into the land of the midnight sun

 

Searchin' high, searchin' low

Searchin' everywhere I know

Askin' the cops wherever I go

Have you seen dignity?

 

Blind man breakin' out of a trance

Puts both his hands in the pockets of chance

Hopin' to find one circumstance

Of dignity

 

I went to the wedding of Mary-lou

She said she don't want nobody see me talkin' to you?

Said she could get killed if she told me what she knew

About dignity

 

I went down where the vultures feed

I would've got deeper, but there wasn't any need

Heard the tongues of angels and the tongues of men

Wasn't any difference to me

 

Chilly wind sharp as a razor blade

House on fire, debts unpaid

Gonna stand at the window, gonna ask the maid

Have you seen dignity?

 

Drinkin' man listens to the voice he hears

In a crowded room full of covered up mirrors

Lookin' into the lost forgotten years

For dignity

 

Met Prince Phillip at the home of the blues

Said he'd give me information if his name wasn't used

He wanted money up front, said he was abused

By dignity

 

Footprints runnin' cross the sliver sand

Steps goin' down into tattoo land

I met the sons of darkness and the sons of light

In the bordertowns of despair

 

Got no place to fade, got no coat

I'm on the rollin' river in a jerkin' boat

Tryin' to read a note somebody wrote

About dignity

 

Sick man lookin' for the doctor's cure

Lookin' at his hands for the lines that were

And into every masterpiece of literature

for dignity

 

Englishman stranded in the blackheart wind

Combin' his hair back, his future looks thin

Bites the bullet and he looks within

For dignity

 

Someone showed me a picture and I just laughed

Dignity never been photographed

I went into the red, went into the black

Into the valley of dry bone dreams

 

So many roads, so much at stake

So many dead ends, I'm at the edge of the lake

Sometimes I wonder what it's gonna take

To find dignity

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Dear Chicago,

You'll never guess.

You know the girl you said I'd meet someday?

Well, I've got something to confess.

She picked me up on Friday.

Asked me if she reminded me of you.

I just laughed and lit a cigarette,

Said "that's impossible to do."

 

My life's gotten simple since.

And it fluctuates so much.

Happy and sad and back again.

I'm not crying out to much.

I think about you all the time.

It's strange and hard to deal.

Think about you lying there.

And those blankets lie so still.

Nothing breathes here in the cold.

Nothing moves or even smiles.

 

I've been thinking some of suicide.

But there's bars out here for miles.

Sorry about the every kiss.

Every kiss you wasted bad.

I think the thing you said was true,

I'm going to die alone and sad.

 

The wind's feeling real these days.

Yeah, baby, it hurt's me some.

Never thought I'd feel so blue.

New York City, you're almost gone.

I think that I've fallen out of love,

I think I've fallen out of love... with you.

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Easy to Slip

Lyrics by Lowell George

 

It's so easy to slip

It's so easy to fall

And let your memory drift

And do nothin' at all

All the love that you missed

All the people that you can't recall

Do they really exist at all

 

Well my whole world seems so cold today

All the magics's gone away

And our time together melts away

Like the sad melody I play

 

Well I don't want to drift forever

In the shadow of your leaving me

So I'll light another mellow cigarette

And try to remember to forget

 

It's so easy to slip

It's so easy to fall

And let your memory drift

And do nothin' at all

All the love that you missed

All the people that you can't recall

Do they really exist at all

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Cat Power:

 

Oh how time flies

With crystal clear eyes

And cold as coal

When you're ending with diamond eyes

 

Oh come child

In a crossbones style

Oh come child

Come and rescue me

'Cause you have seen some

Unbelievable things

 

Hater I have your diamonds and still

'Cause you have seen some unbelievable things

Hater I have your diamonds

 

Oh come child

In a crossbones style

Oh come child

Come rescue me

'Cause you have seen some

Unbelievable things

 

Hater I have your diamonds and still

So still

 

Oh how time flies

With crystal clear eyes

And cold as coal

When you're ending with diamond eyes

 

Oh come child

In a crossbones style

Oh come child

Come and rescue me

'Cause you have seen some

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Television - Torn Curtain

Torn Curtain reveals another play.

Torn Curtain, Such an expose!

I'm uncertain when beauty meets abuse.

Torn Curtain loves all ridicule.

 

Tears... tears rolling back the years

Years... Flowing by like tears.

Tears holding back the years.

Years. The tears I never shed.

The years I've seen before

 

Torn Curtain giving me the glance.

Torn Curtain bringing on the trance.

I'm not hurting: Holding to the thread.

Torn Curtain lifts me on the tread.

 

Torn Curtain feels more like a rake.

Torn Curtain - how much does it Take?

Burn it down

Tears, tears. Years, years.

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Not sure if this goes here or in the Now Drinking thread

 

Love is like a Bottle of Gin (Magnetic Fields)

 

It makes you blind, it does you in

It makes you think you're pretty tough

It makes you prone to crime and sin

It makes you say thing off the cuff

 

It's very small and made of glass

and grossly over-advertised

It turns a genius into an ass

and makes a fool think he is wise

 

It could make you regret your birth

or turn cartwheels in your best suit

It costs a lot more than it's worth

and yet there is no substitute

 

They keep it on a higher shelf

the older and more pure it grows

It has no color in itself

but it can make you see rainbows

 

You can find it at the Bowery

or you can find it at Elaine's

It makes your words more flowery

It makes the sun shine, makes it rain

 

You just get what they put in

and they never put in enough

Love is like a bottle of gin

but a bottle of gin is not like love

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The Acorn - cover Cyndi Lauper - Goonies 'R' Good Enough

 

http://www.paperbagrecords.com/singles/the...uper_cover).mp3

 

Here we are

Hanging on to strings of green and blues

Break the chain and we break down

Oh it's not real if you don't feel it

Unspoken expectations

Ideals you used to play with

They've finally taken shape for us.

 

What's good enough for you

Is good enough for me

It's good enough

It's good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

Now you say

You're startin' to feel the push and pull

Of what could be and never can

You mirror me stumblin' through those

 

Old fashioned superstitions

I find too hard to break

Oh maybe you're out of place

 

What's good enough for you

Is good enough for me

It's good enough

It's good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

(Good Enough) for you

Is good enough for me

It's good, it's good enough

It's good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

Old fashioned superstitions

I find too hard to break

Oh maybe you're out of place

 

What's good enough for you

Is good enough for me

It's good enough

It's good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

 

(Good Enough) for you

Is good enough for me

It's good, it's good enough

It's good enough for me

Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

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Dean Martin - Hey Brother Pour The Wine:

 

:lol

 

 

HERE WE SIT ENJOYING THE SHADE, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

TO DRINK THE DRINKS THAT I HAVE MADE, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

TELL YOU WHY TODAY IS SUNNY, IM IN LOVE WITH LIPS OF HONEY

WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

 

SHE IS COMING HERE TO STAY, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

I HAVE WAITED FOR THE DAY, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

SHE WRITES OF LOVE IN EVERY LETTER OTHERS HAVE TRIED BUT I WILL GET HER

WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

 

WHAT IS LIFE, WHAT IS SPRING, WHAT ARE ALL THE STARS THAT SHINE

LOVE MY FRIEND IS EVERYTHING AND LOVE WILL SOON BE MINE

 

POUR IT AS QUICKLY AS YOU CAN, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

POUR IT QUICKLY ONCE AGAIN, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

SHES HERE AT LAST MY ONE AND ONLY GOOD BYE FRIENDS AND DONT BE LONELY

WAIT TILL YOU SEE THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

 

BLINK YOUR EYES AND LOVE HAS PASSED, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

HERS WAS NEVER MEANT TO LAST, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

SHE INTRODUCED ME TO ANOTHER, NO MY FRIENDS HES NOT HER BROTHER

I WILL MISS THE WAY SHE WALKS, HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE

 

HEY BROTHER POUR THE WINE.

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I was thinking of a series of dreams

Where nothing comes up to the top

Everything stays down where it's wounded

And comes to a permanent stop

Wasn't thinking of anything specific

Like in a dream, when someone wakes up and screams

Nothing too very scientific

Just thinking of a series of dreams

 

Thinking of a series of dreams

Where the time and the tempo fly

And there's no exit in any direction

'Cept the one that you can't see with your eyes

Wasn't making any great connection

Wasn't falling for any intricate scheme

Nothing that would pass inspection

Just thinking of a series of dreams

 

Dreams where the umbrella is folded

Into the path you are hurled

And the cards are no good that you're holding

Unless they're from another world

 

In one, numbers were burning

In another, I witnessed a crime

In one, I was running, and in another

All I seemed to be doing was climb

Wasn't looking for any special assistance

Not going to any great extremes

I'd already gone the distance

Just thinking of a series of dreams

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Do you remember, remember D. Boon?

Part of what he was is a part of me now

And if you think back, where would he be

Where would I be if time had allowed?

 

This isn't written for any one man

It's about me

This isn't written for anyone alive

Just the songs that he sang

 

I've been told that it's a waste of time

Well, so what?

Will it be worth mine?

 

And if Managua's bullets don't fly

Young men still would die for glory

Or for their countries

It's just me and Jay

Playing our guitars along with it all

 

This isn't written for any one man

It's about me

This isn't written for anyone alive

Just the songs that he sang

 

And I'm not old

So I've got nothing but time to waste

Will it be worth mine?

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Where the road is dark and the seed is sowed

Where the gun is cocked and the bullet's cold

Where the miles are marked in the blood and gold

I'll meet you further on up the road

 

Got on my dead man's suit and my smilin' skull ring

My lucky graveyard boots and song to sing

I got a song to sing, keep me out of the cold

And I'll meet you further on up the road.

 

Further on up the road

Further on up the road

Where the way dark and the night is cold

One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know

And I'll meet you further on up the road.

 

Now I been out in the desert, just doin' my time

Searchin' through the dust, lookin' for a sign

If there's a light up ahead well brother I don't know

But I got this fever burnin' in my soul

So let's take the good times as they go

And I'll meet you further on up the road

 

Further on up the road

Further on up the road

Further on up the road

Further on up the road

 

One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know

And I'll meet you further on up the road

One sunny mornin' we'll rise I know

And I'll meet you further on up the road.

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Everybody knows you've been steppin' on my toes

And I'm gettin' pretty tired of it

You keep a steppin' out of line You're messin' with my mind

If you had any sense you'd quit

 

'Cause ever since you were a little bitty teeny girl

You said I was the only man in this whole world

Now you better do some thinkin' then you'll find

You got the only daddy that'll walk the line

 

I keep a workin' every day all you want to is play

I'm tired of stayin' out all night

I'm comin' unglued From your funny little moods

Now Honey baby that ain't right

 

You keep a packin' up my clothes nearly everybody knows

That you're still just a puttin' me on

But when I start a walkin' Gonna hear you start a squawkin'

And beggin' me to come back home

 

'Cause ever since you were a little bitty teeny girl

You said I was the only man in this whole world

Now you better do some thinkin' then you'll find

You got the only daddy that'll walk the line

 

You got the only daddy that'll walk the line

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In honor of my new daughter born 2 weeks ago.

 

Half of what I say is meaningless

But I say it just to reach you Julia

Julia, Julia, ocean child, calls me

So I sing a song of love,Julia

Julia, sea shell eyes, windy smile, calls me

So I sing a song of love, Julia

Her hair of floating sky is shimmering, glimmering

In the sun

Julia, Julia, morning moon, touch me

So I sing a song of love, Julia

When I cannot sing my heart

I can only speak my mind Julia

Julia, sleeping sand, silent cloud, touch me

So I sing a song of love, Julia

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Mother, you had me but I never had you,

I wanted you but you didn't want me,

So I got to tell you,

Goodbye, goodbye.

Farther, you left me but I never left you,

I needed you but you didn't need me,

So I got to tell you,

Goodbye, goodbye.

Children, don't do what I have done,

I couldn't walk and I tried to run,

So I got to tell you,

Goodbye, goodbye.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home.

Mama don't go,

Daddy come home...

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Said Red Molly to James that's a fine motorbike

A girl could feel special on any such like

Said James to Red Molly, well my hat's off to you

It's a Vincent Black Lightning, 1952

And I've seen you at the corners and cafes it seems

Red hair and black leather, my favorite color scheme

And he pulled her on behind

And down to Box Hill they did ride

 

Said James to Red Molly, here's a ring for your right hand

But I'll tell you in earnest I'm a dangerous man

I've fought with the law since I was seventeen

I robbed many a man to get my Vincent machine

Now I'm 21 years, I might make 22

And I don't mind dying, but for the love of you

And if fate should break my stride

Then I'll give you my Vincent to ride

 

Come down, come down, Red Molly, called Sergeant McRae

For they've taken young James Adie for armed robbery

Shotgun blast hit his chest, left nothing inside

Oh, come down, Red Molly to his dying bedside

When she came to the hospital, there wasn't much left

He was running out of road, he was running out of breath

But he smiled to see her cry

And said I'll give you my Vincent to ride

 

Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world

Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl

Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't do

They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52

He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys

He said I've got no further use for these

I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome

Swooping down from heaven to carry me home

And he gave her one last kiss and died

And he gave her his Vincent to ride

 

1952 Vincent Black Lightning

Richard Thompson

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been listening to the Tweedster singing this one today over and over again:

 

Reflections in a Crystal Wind

 

 

If there's a way to say I'm sorry

Perhaps I'll stay another evening

Beside your door, and watch the moon rise

Inside your window, where jewels are falling

And flowers weeping, and strangers laughing

Because you're dreaming that I have gone

 

And if I don't know why I'm going

Perhaps I'll wait beside the pathway

Where no one's coming, and count the questions

I turned away from, or closed my eyes to

Or had no time for, or passed right over

Because the answers would shame my pride

 

I've hear them say the word forever

But I don't know if words have meaning

When they are promised in fear of losing

What can't be borrowed, or lent in blindness

Or blessed by pageantry, or sold by preachers

While we're still walking our separate ways

 

Sometime we bind ourselves together

And seldom know the harm in binding

The only feeling that cries for freedom

And needs unfolding, and understanding

And time for holding a simple mirror

With one reflection to call your own

 

If there's an end to all our dreaming

Perhaps I'll go while you're still standing

Beside your door, and I'll remember

Your hands encircling a bowl of moonstones

A lamp of childhood, a robe of roses

Because your sorrows were still unborn

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#1 in the series of songsthat changed the way I listen to and perceive music

 

 

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',

I was layin' in bed

Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all

If her hair was still red.

Her folks they said our lives together

Sure was gonna be rough

They never did like Mama's homemade dress

Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.

And I was standin' on the side of the road

Rain fallin' on my shoes

Heading out for the East Coast

Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,

Tangled up in blue.

 

She was married when we first met

Soon to be divorced

I helped her out of a jam, I guess,

But I used a little too much force.

We drove that car as far as we could

Abandoned it out West

Split up on a dark sad night

Both agreeing it was best.

She turned around to look at me

As I was walkin' away

I heard her say over my shoulder,

"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"

Tangled up in blue.

 

I had a job in the great north woods

Working as a cook for a spell

But I never did like it all that much

And one day the ax just fell.

So I drifted down to New Orleans

Where I happened to be employed

Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat

Right outside of Delacroix.

But all the while I was alone

The past was close behind,

I seen a lot of women

But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew

Tangled up in blue.

 

She was workin' in a topless place

And I stopped in for a beer,

I just kept lookin' at the side of her face

In the spotlight so clear.

And later on as the crowd thinned out

I's just about to do the same,

She was standing there in back of my chair

Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"

I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,

She studied the lines on my face.

I must admit I felt a little uneasy

When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,

Tangled up in blue.

 

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe

"I thought you'd never say hello," she said

"You look like the silent type."

Then she opened up a book of poems

And handed it to me

Written by an Italian poet

From the thirteenth century.

And every one of them words rang true

And glowed like burnin' coal

Pourin' off of every page

Like it was written in my soul from me to you,

Tangled up in blue.

 

I lived with them on Montague Street

In a basement down the stairs,

There was music in the cafes at night

And revolution in the air.

Then he started into dealing with slaves

And something inside of him died.

She had to sell everything she owned

And froze up inside.

And when finally the bottom fell out

I became withdrawn,

The only thing I knew how to do

Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,

Tangled up in blue.

 

So now I'm goin' back again,

I got to get to her somehow.

All the people we used to know

They're an illusion to me now.

Some are mathematicians

Some are carpenter's wives.

Don't know how it all got started,

I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.

But me, I'm still on the road

Headin' for another joint

We always did feel the same,

We just saw it from a different point of view,

Tangled up in blue.

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Seemes appropriate for the day

 

Lawn Dart by Ed's Redeeming Qualities

 

It was the third of July and the weather was fine

Ed brought the hot dogs, the croquet set was mine

But the red ball was missing and three mallets were bent

Ed suggested lawn darts so to K-Mart we went

 

We looked by the yard games, we looked by the grills

But we couldn't find lawn darts come high water or hills

We talked to the sales clerk and she started to cry

She said "They're off the shelves now," and she told us both why:

 

A kid was pegged in the head with a lawn dart

Her dad didn't see 'er, that's the worst part;

A kid was pegged in the head with a lawn dart

So they're now off the shelves at the K-Mart

 

Well we both felt so bad that we gave up the search

Ed went to bed, and I went to church

And now we never grill hot dogs, and we don't play yard games

Since we heard that sad story things just aren't the same

 

Pegged in the head with a lawn dart (lawn dart!)

Her dad didn't see 'er, that's the worst part;

Pegged in the head with a lawn dart

So they're now off the shelves at the K-Mart.

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Joe Strummer and the Mescaleros - Mega Bottle Ride

 

I took a tram into the fourth dimension

Cos I had the blues, the blues of throwing it all away

Just gimme a Tequila, I'll slam it the 4-D way

And when I got there you know it had certain similarities

 

Like no smoking anywhere

And hiding in the khazi to avoid paying the fare

4-D Tequila anyone

And don't think we didn't dance to records by the Fifth Dimension

In the discosphere like Kublai Khan, Kublai Khan

 

And it was pretty goddam hazardous

Out on the Illminster by-pass, out on the Illminster by-pass

Out on the Illminster by-pass - out on the Illminster by-pass

Aqua-planing to the theme park

We took a ride called the Banchoff-Klein mega bottle ride

Well, how we spewed inside, back and forth

In time, mathmatics and pride, inside

 

We've gone Balkan - we've gone Balkan anyway

It absolutely had to happen to someone today

Yeah, there's no smoking anywhere - throw it all away

Yeah, we've gone Balkan anyway - you can get rid of the blues this way

Yeah, that's how we fix the blues today

It absolutely had to happen to someone today

Yeah, there's no smoking anywhere - throw it all away

Yeah, we've gone Balkan anyway - you can get rid of the blues this way

Yeah, that's how we fix the blues today - throw it all away

And it's time to be doing something good

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roman candle--bedhead

 

with a short fuse and chinese directions

i think you could light yourself on fire

but a roman candle has got no direction

it just waits to expire

 

and i know it takes a new addiction

to keep you from what your addicted to

which is why i wish i could find a distraction

but everything used is tried and true

 

this person who thinks this is what i look like

well its as though you were drunk for years

 

and if i didn't know better

i would say i had never seen better

 

 

from you.

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