Bride - Time Lyrics
I got a raindrop on the tip of my tongueIf I get all I want I will have to give you someIm the beggar, the thorn in the browI am the cross you force and twist into the groundButter so stiff that it wounds my breadGot a dew drop omelette an trash can lidAin't got no loafers to warm my feetFunny paper stimulates comic strip heatCrack vials breaking like a shotgun blastHow long can the sounds of a cat fight lastHowling at the moon for friends who have passedOn Sunday we'll fly black flags from the mastI've been hurting deep in my soulDoes anybody have the time Holy GhostDiesel is the smeel of a Mississipi grillPlayed trombone once for a delta dollar billPull the snow around me snug me like a blanket of woolIf a lie here to freeze to death I'd be another fox hole foolI got nothing new it's used, borrowed and spentGood Friday, Ash Wednesday, and a pocket full of lentLiving in a box of cardboard and grayMade a window, made a sign, woudn't mind working a little bitI can't sleep, I can't thinkLife has poured me a glass that I can't drinkThe rim is jagged like a razor's bladeand has left a scar that will never fadeMy thoughts are daggers on every nerveLife is a slow song with dirt wordsWhen I get to heaven will I wear a maskThat is a question I must ask
