Sunday's Best
Looks Like A Mess
Drank it up slowly As I looked at the only People in the room. â??It's ok to admit that You have been laughed at,â? Said Mr. Deacon Blues. Then some broken fool laughed And hi-fived the bar back, â??I'll have another round.â? Raised it up to the ceiling, said â??This one with feeling. What's the matter with this town.â? If I look like a mess. I must be a mess. Kick snare and hi-hat, Crushed cigarette pack, 2 is coming soon. Kids on a wall plaque, â??AYSO Champs, Summer 1992.â? â??Good hands don't deserve this.â? â??Maybe someday you'll learn kid that Silence is a sound.â? Raise it up to the ceiling, â??Make this one with feeling.â? We'll drink until we drown... Turning on and off and on.
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