BLACK CROWES - Nonfiction lyrics

rate me

I don't know my telephone number<br>But you kiss good and I'd like to<br>See you tomorrow<br>And I don't beg, I pay, I don't barter<br>And if we had a child I'd like a son,<br>Not a daughter<br>'cause she'd be just like you<br>You know that would not do<br>I'm no builder, I'm no gardener<br>I sing some songs, have a friend<br>Who's a photographer<br>There ain't no other language<br>I know how to speak<br>Some like their water shallow<br>And I like mine deep<br>Tied to the bottom<br>With a noose around my feet<br>Chorus:<br>The clouds conspire<br>Above my head<br>I overheard them<br>Say I wish he was dead<br>Today the sunset<br>Burned my eyes<br>And in the next room I hear someone cry<br>I like to dress up like the jury<br>To eat like a king, to poke fun at clergy<br>To talk like dirt<br>To love yo like tar<br>But never fall in too fast<br>With my north star<br>While you pull your hair out<br>I buy the drinks at the bar<br>Chorus