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STOOL PIGEON (Blood/Melton/Nelson/Withers)
It didn’t amount to much this time with a needle in the other eye
A remedy for your thoughts and a penny shy
The coroner’s search was a fruitless try when the heart’s split up like branches
We’re missing out on all the golden scams, and too busy staring
I fell in love with a poet once and she stole all my ashes
A rickety trail down a ballet of denial.
She lives in an asian monastery’s nest, with birds painted on the ceiling
There’s an ally where the sick and ill pass by without a sound
There’s ninety pound ladies outside puking their guts out
And I’m the only sober one left in this city full of drunks
There’s a silver throat in this cheap hotel, I can hear the garbage man singing
You can see the meekest grins like a sunrise
The fear of truth is a solitary knife and it slices with conviction
There’s cut up dollar bills in the parking lot and the trees are on fire
There’s ninety pound ladies outside puking their guts out
And I’m the only sober one left in this city full of drunks
Sleeping alone with the pigeon cries in a moonlit mini van
Stacking all my vinyl high and dry
There’s nickels rusting in the snow and apologies are wasted
On the richest man whose never satisfied and just gets wasted
There’s ninety pound ladies outside puking their guts out
And I’m the only sober one left in this city full of drunks
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