Zita Swoon - Song For A Dead Singer lyrics

rate me

I accept your invitation

I accept your lonely truth

I've had the information

Trickle through

Some of us like dancing

A lot of us take dope

A lot of this romancing hits the floor

The rhythm of the road

And all these selfish clowns

The junkies and the booze

Go lover go

You'll always wear that crown

Regardless of their moods

Some Mississippi River

took you one bad day

Who wounds himself with roses?

Who dares the saddest song?

Who struggles with his lovers needs?

Who dares to carry on?

Stay in the spaceship you command

Don't mind those people who pretend

To be helping one another

They're just a running their own game

They're stuck with all their fancies

They're sick inside their brain

They want ot carry on and on

They want to make us pay

But after all the work is done

Who minds himself and who just plays?

Who wounds himself with roses?

Who dares the saddest song?

Who struggles with his lover's needs?

And still finds the trick to carry on?

Sticks a greenback to my fretboard

Skates a junkie through my brain

Make a quick delivery

Never coming back again