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lyrics
I only brought two shoes to this town
And they're wearing kind of thin.
I've got three cigarettes
And I'm waiting til you're not around to smoke them.
Took off my shirt in the park,
Poured water on my neck.
You were a needle in a haystack
At the base of the tower in the dark.
You'd be a father soon if I hadn't brought my bad luck around.
By the coat rack wishing you good luck from the dirty ground.
As I tie my laces you look solemn, blue and brown.
Well, you had to say it now.
You're my only friend in this town.
You've gotten kind of thin.
It was warmer in the flat for the meals
When you were around to cook them.
I walked down through hell
And tried to find your home.
I slept along your doorstep when you slept through the ring of the doorbell.
You'd be a father soon if I hadn't brought my bad luck around.
Carried off the train through the middle of town.
We will march along the hills waist-deep in the weeds and leaves.
And we'll drink among the bees,
the honey that they leave
Isn't quite as sweet.