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Kursner Rich Miscellaneous Your Town He prayed for smoke She wouldn't. He ate the sun. She didn't.He sent love notes, and since the beginning on a Charcoal moon tear red face night A charcoal moon tear red face night He told her it would be all right But he was a stranger, And he always would be. The future was a desert spiked with pain and vermouth Rolling his eyes, and stirrin' drinks with the truth.. And he was Sick of walkin' Limpin', not stalkin'. His lips ain't movin but he's still talkin', sayin' Show me the sights I never saw here before you, and Let's find the cheapest beer around, yeah, And a jukebox that spits memories, and we can Sail by the town -- It might be my heart, but it's your town. Aw, it's your town. [harder and faster] Well, now he prayed for smoke And she wouldn't. Heeeee ate the sun -- And she wouldn't (first is didn't; sorry) He sent love notes, and since the beginning on a Charcoal moon tear red face night A charcoal moon tear red face night He told her it would be all right -- But he was a stranger and he ALWAYS would be The future was a desert The future was a desert The future was a desert The future was a desert The future was a desert spiked with pain and vermouth Rollllin his eyes, and stirrin drinks with the truth And he was Sick of walkin Limpin, not stalkin He's in for a ride, His lip (erk) His lips ain't movin, but He's still alive and singin' Show me the sights I never saw here before you, and Let's find the cheapest beer around, yeah With a jukebox that spits memories, we can Sail by the town, it might be... My heart, but it's your town.... Aw, it's your town [repeat chorus and fade] -Rich Kurshner, aka TBone _Your_Town_ |
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