There's a man looking blank into the wall
Older, colder and
I like to be me, but that's not to be
Jumping on the next train
And for a moment
I
Wash over me like rain
Can't get the hold on it
Just
Which of you am I to lay down first
To
Drunken spectators, the crucifield demon on my shoulder cry loud
Banging
I've sung the blues for every broken heart in here
Time
There's a Cadillac out in the dark
There's a guitar gangster
Out in the distance small faces in pain
Came along
Hear the lonesome whipperwill
He sounds too blue to fly
The midnight
Saturday I love you like gold
Not like the Monday you
With a fistful of courage
And a heart of rage
Drunk again my baby
Well the water ain't my brand
Well my mama told me : son you better wacth
Never felt the hunger
For one love that share one
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