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Tears In The Rain
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I guess I sought some closure
A movie tale moment
A perfect goodbye
I visited you on your deathbed
You took your hand in mine
I THOUGHT to say goodbye
until you bit my finger
If you're looking for closure,
don't come around here
I guess I sought some quiet
I found a peaceful chapel
I knelt and I prayed
I said "oh lord, can you hear me?"
I said "Oh lord, can you feel me?"
and I strained my ears
But all I could hear was the pounding of the street
If you're looking for closure,
Don't you EVER.
I guess I sought some answers
I saw the local liquor man
I said "Can you cure what ails me?"
I said "Can you help me, can you make it easy?"
And he just stared at me
Like I was fucking crazy (as he should have)
and these are the words he said
"if you're looking for closure,
don't you come around here"
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I wanna sing in a voice
That sounds like me ‘n you
I wanna dance in a way
That feels hot, sinful, and new
All the punks looking over shoulders
Wondering which way the past will go
I’m looking forward ‘cuz I don’t care
And don’t wanna know
So let’s stamp our feet
(And make some heat)
So let’s stamp our feet
(I’ve always been a freak)
And move to the sound of the future beat
They all started singing
“This will be the day that I die
So I might as well get as high, as up as they sky”
Well I’m sitting by myself
It’s only S A T U R DAY night
I could get stoned, but man it doesn’t feel right
So let’s stamp our feet
(And make some heat)
So let’s stamp our feet
(I’ve always been a freak)
And move to the sound of the future beat
As I watched the bands on the stage
I noticed my hands were balls of rage
They danced in a way that seemed confused
Don’t they know it isn’t 1982?
Noises that I’m hearing are tired, old, past due
But you can’t stop ‘em, just let ‘me
You can only do you
So let’s stamp our feet
(And make some heat)
So let’s stamp our feet
(I’ve always been a freak)
And move to the sound of the future beat, beat, BEAT
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It seemed to me
She was stuck in an infinite loop
Her nine lives all counted up
(And used.)
She would always take my hand
And put it across her waist
She'd kiss my neck but never my face
She said I lived and died a thousand times,
Before I met you
Oh! How I wish this story had an interesting end
Maybe she overdosed or dead by her own hand
But life isn't the way books lead you to believe
She left, "Vincit Qui Se Vincit"
Were the last words she spoke to me.
She Said I lived and died a thousand times,
Before I left you
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French Kiss Brooklyn, New York
A band from Brooklyn, N.Y.
Please email garylangworthy@gmail.com for any
inquires.
“Anybody can play. The note is only 20 percent. The attitude of the motherfucker who plays it is 80 percent.”
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