Master

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Sitting here wasted and wounded

at this old piano

Trying hard to capture

the moment this morning I don’t know

Cause a bottle of vodka

is still lodged in my head

 

And some blond gave me nightmares.

I think that she’s still in my bed

As I dream about movies

they won’t make of me when I’m dead

 

With an ironclad fist I wake up and

French kiss the morning

While some marching band keeps

its own beat in my head

While we’re talking

About all of the things that I long to believe

About love and the truth and

what you mean to me

And the truth is baby you’re all that I need

 

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses

 

Well I’m so far away

That each step that I take is on my way home

A King’s ransom in dimes I’d give each night

Just to see through this payphone

Still I run out of time

Or it’s hard to get through

Till the bird on the wire flies me back to you

I’ll just close my eyes and whisper,

baby blind love is true

 

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses

 

The hotel bar hangover whiskey’s gone dry

The barkeeper’s wig’s crooked

And she’s giving me the eye

I might have said yeah

But I laughed so hard I think I died

 

When you close your eyes

Know I’ll be thinking about you

While my mistress she calls me

To stand in her spotlight again

Tonight I won’t be alone

But you know that don’t

Mean I’m not lonely I’ve got nothing to prove

For it’s you that I’d die to defend.

 

I want to lay you down on a bed of roses

For tonight I sleep on a bed of nails

I want to be just as close as the Holy Ghost is

And lay you down on a bed of roses

 

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