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New York Morning
The first to pour a simple truth in words. Binds the world in a feeling all familiar. 'Cause everybody owns the great ideas. And it feels like there's a big one round the corner.
My Very Best
Well, give that girl my very best. Though it never made the grade. If it seems that it's just not enough to love. Then love lie down. . And would you tell her.
Mirrorball
I plant the kind of kiss that wouldn't wake a baby. On the self-same face that wouldn't let me sleep. And the street is singing with my feet. And dawn gives me a shadow I know to be taller.
My Sad Captains
I'm running out of miracles. (Oh my soul). And the streets alive with one man shows. (Oh my soul). The corner boys were moved along. (Oh my soul). We're plummeting like crippled crows.
Mexican Standoff
Shifting my weight now from foot to foot. What did she see in this man. I'm not superstitious but if I can get. This ball in the basket, then he'll wake up dead.
Lullaby
Rest. Head. Strong. Brother. . Rest. Heart. Sleeve. Brother. . Sleep. Now. Perhaps. Brother. . Related. . 23 One Hit Wonders You Still Can't Get Out Of Your Head.
Mcgreggor
There was lying at the table, crying on the stairs. A raven on the gable singing "Jesus doesn't care". A women at the window, with her hands on her hips.
Love Blown Down
Someone's staking out my house. So don't be sitting drunk. Outside my window. . 'cause when your love is love blown down. You must live with yourself.
Lucky With Disease
Fell like a crippled crow. Spinning through and breaking branches. I'm in a bad way. Call my friends, they'll know what to do. . I'm a better friend. Than I've ever been a lover.
Little Beast
The whole towns slippin down a hill.. Like the spine of something dead.. Slide in shadow cobble-creep.. Burn your mark and leave.. . The trench conventions yellow eyes.
Lippy Kids
Lippy kids on the corner again. Lippy kids on the corner begin. Settling like crows. Though I never perfected the simian stroll. The cigarette scent it was everything then.
Lay Down Your Cross
Lay down your cross. Cross off your day. Lady, lady. . Turn off your phone. Lie where you lay. Lady, lady. Please, please. . Love let me love. Love let me love.
Leaders Of The Free World
I'm sick of working for a living. I'm just ticking off the days till I die. Oh, I miss you Louise, yeah. And the sickest little pleasures keep me going in between pulling teeth.
Jesus Is A Rochdale Girl
I have a drop-leaf window. With cats and broken yards. Sunflowers and paint cans. And stolen shopping carts. . And nothing to be proud of. And nothing to regret.
Honey Sun
I live and die by the hot and cold in strangers' eyes. But danger lies behind the tape across my door. I know a place where angels lace the lemonade. And I cannot stay where all the broken plans were made.
I've Got Your Number
Don't put this note by your face on the pillow. Don't put this letter in the pocket near your heart. Keep it in the bottom drawer where you hide the sex tools.
High Ideals
There's a ladder tear in my high ideals. Like I took a chair on the battlefield. And any noble fire that was burning in my chest. Is acid in my belly at the very best.
Great Expectations
And if it rains all day. Call on you, I'll call on you. Like I used to. . Slide down beside and wrap you in stories. Tailored entirely for you. I'll remind you.
Grounds For Divorce
Mondays is for drinking to the seldom seen kid. . I've been working on a cocktail called "Grounds For Divorce", whoa. Polishing a compass that I hold in my sleep, whoa.
Grace Under Pressure
Grace under pressure. Cooling palm across my brow. Eyes of an angel. Lay me down. . Grace under pressure. Cooling palm across my brow. Eyes of an angel.
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