The Insects here are HUGE
and the poisons all been used
And those drugs won't kill your day Job,
Honey.
Cheques climb high
Into a garbage PaiL sky,
Like a Giant Dildo Crushing the Sun.
A Laff and a Joke
a sentiment, wasted,
Where we will go when this day is over?
Snakes have gone crazy tonite,
winding their way out of site.
who could disown themselfs now?
The Magistrate puts on his gloves.
He looks at the sky all pink and diseviled.
There must be some blueprint,
some creed of the Devil
Inscribed in our minds.
A town of disrespect
the trains are wrecked
The exists signs are flashing on and off
odds say they wont come to life anymore
I pledge the rest,
I should have guessed, your Love,
was hanging by a thread.
There is no one nothing to see
the night is useless and so are we
cuz everyone knows the fabric of folly is falling apart at the seams.
And i been looking for a good time
but the pleasures are seldom and few
theres no wiskey theres no wine
Just the concrete and a worryed mind
Cuz everybody knows death creeps in SLow
till you feel safe in his arms
Cuz Everybody knows I've been looking for a new friend
And I don't care if hes decreped and Gray.
I just found me a bottle of blues
some strange comfort for a soul to use
Aint it hard aint it hard to want somebody who does not want you
And I've been waiting a year and day
but some strange weather been blowing my way.
I got no mind
to go
or to stay
I get higher I get Lower
Like a tired old solider with nothing to shoot
and no where to loose this bottle of blues
Treated you like a rusty Blade
Throw away from a open grave
cut you loose from a chain gang and let you go
and on that day
you said it's true
some love holds
some slips through
I tried to tell you
That I never knew it could be so sweet
Who could ever be so creul?
Blame the Devil for the things you do.
It's such a selfish way to loose
the way you loose these wasted blues
Tell me that it's nobodys fault
nobodys fault
But my own. (rpt)
When the moon is a conterfiet
better find one that fits
better find one that lights the way for you
when the road is full nails
garbage pails and darkened Jails
and thier tongues are full of hartless tales
that drain on you.
Who would ever notice you?
You fade into a shaded room.
It's such a selfish way to loose
the way you loose these wasted blues.
Wont you tell me that,
It's nobodys fault
nobodys fault
but my own.
(Rpt fade)
7 bits of songs from memory. Artist?
I gave it away with the first one I think.
The number 1 song from that year was "Hey Jude".