Looks Like A Mess Songtext
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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?
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.
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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