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I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
Of your eyes into my pockets
Yeah
Well the train skates into Port Henry late Sunday
(All right)

Sometimes when I’m riding high, feeling fine
You know there’s something troubling yeah, troubling my mind
So I reach into my pocket for some small change
I reach into my pocket for some small change

I want bones like iron, blood like mercury
So I can tell you when I’m rising, when I’m
Sinking in
I’m sinking in
I’m sinking in
I’m sinking in

I reach into my pocket for some small change
I reach into my pocket for some small change
Yeah

I’m gonna take it to the people
Yeah
We're gonna take it to the people
Yeah
We’re gonna take it to the people
Yeah
We’re gonna take it to the people
Yeah

Hey, lets drink from the cup and share some luck, but
Go ahead and laugh ’cause it don’t cost much
No, no it don’t, don't cost much

I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
Of your eyes into my pockets
Yeah
I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins
Of your eyes into my pockets
Yeah
I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins   Of your eyes into my pockets   Yeah   Well the train skates into Port Henry late Sunday   (All right)      Sometimes when I’m riding high, feeling fine   You know there’s something troubling yeah, troubling my mind   So I reach into my pocket for some small change   I reach into my pocket for some small change      I want bones like iron, blood like mercury   So I can tell you when I’m rising, when I’m   Sinking in   I’m sinking in   I’m sinking in   I’m sinking in      I reach into my pocket for some small change   I reach into my pocket for some small change   Yeah      I’m gonna take it to the people   Yeah   We're gonna take it to the people   Yeah   We’re gonna take it to the people   Yeah   We’re gonna take it to the people   Yeah      Hey, lets drink from the cup and share some luck, but   Go ahead and laugh ’cause it don’t cost much   No, no it don’t, don't cost much      I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins   Of your eyes into my pockets   Yeah   I stick loneliness your lips and the two coins   Of your eyes into my pockets   Yeah