Dry Off Your Cheeks

My old heart it's been 13 hours

Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower

Looking at you looking at you

Oh shit shit I'll go cook myself a brew

Love it, oh sometimes at least I fall

Put it up too much to call home sometimes

Well I dance the two step look at you swing

Not sure what I mean don't know what I sing

I just dance on the harpsichord string

Move it down when your coming up

Lose it down when your tip toe dancing

Enhancing all the pressure prancing

All around this place every night and

Day when we were in the rat race

Shouting back to the oldest people

Chat at the bartender in the cold top steeples

Like no screaming

My dear they will dry off ya cheeks

And never been down the factor too much of

That can bring you right down to tragedy more oh me

Losing myself in this race

You see me see me see me see me seeing me

See me see me me me

What's in my liberty?

In a hectic test a no one protest in you when imp so damn scared

Live for the life and the love I need

And the lead in the life cos I never play fare

My old heart it's been 13 hours

Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower

Looking at you, looking at you

Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew

I got my own way home, I got my own keys

So why you looking at me like you're a lady

I got my own kinda groovy

Smoking too much and drinking

You bring yourself down in pain

Bdbbyebdbdyebdbyebdye

For the love of the living and the live cut free

She all on the floor while I drink whiskey

And look to the corner think about me all about me

Never go self cos your walk with a pelvis white boy Elvis dance around

This floor much quicker than you

Look at this look at the boys dancin think there impressin but they ain't do shit

I'm on groove from the grooving loosing as I use ya as

I go moving crying the tears not for myself and not for you honey have no fear

And now I break to the floor when the old piano comes crashing

Sometimes I'm not sure what I'm gonna do but I ain't here for more

Take my last match with desperate passions and a few up facts

My old heart it's been 13 hours

Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower

Looking at you, looking at you

Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew

My old heart it's been 13 hours

Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower

Looking at you, looking at you

Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew

My old heart it's been 13 hours

Too much of you my friend my dear and now I cower

Looking at you, looking at you

Oh shit, I'll go cook myself a brew

Love it, oh sometimes at least I fall

Put it up too much to call home

Sometimes