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OKKERVIL RIVER lyrics : "Bruce Wayne Campbell Interviewed on the Roof of the Chelsea Hotel, 1979"

Pull down the shades, lets kill the morning
Lets kill the morning, let it die
Well, your eyes flash out a warning

But they'll be another morning after afternoon and tonight

$#&@ long hours sick with singing

Sick with singing the same songs
In the bars, they'll soon be drinking
Lets cash my check and drink along


Old times, hello, hey, I've missed you
Old life, hey now, let me in

Because you win on every issue
Now, can I kiss you?
Don't you care how long it's been?


It has been so many years, I lived my yearning
But in every bed, it led me through

They only blew on what was burning
And it grew, the fire grew


And now with nothing to consume
It's turned on me in my glass room
Where I'll burn, you think I'm finished

Think I'm not winning
Well, go on, $$#ume


So, take me, I'm yours, morning starship
Sparkling stars line your lights as they lift off
The loneliest street corner this clown has yet leaned against


I'll let all these fine faces fold into me
The warmth from the space lights illumines the sea

As the laughingest mouths wetly open, but we set them sighing
We'll take them flying


And we'll take this man, left almost passed out
'Cause we're pretty sure he needs a hand
He says he can't stand

And when we pick him up
He asks us where this ship will land


But he knows we know it isn't coming down
He knows we know we'll fly so far
Till finally stars hold him in all around

Till he forgets the ground
Till he forgets the crawling way
Real people sometimes are


La, la, la, la, la.....

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