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falling_on_a_bruise

You win some and you lose some
and I've lost the will to lose
with my part-time job
and my faith in God
falling on a bruise

And this no star bed and breakfast
and insolvency abuse
make me feel like throwing myself
off the kitchen shelf
falling on a bruise

And all of my unworldly goods,
the bailiffs took them too
for all the ducked bills and silly sods
from Brian Mills' catalogue
something borrowed, bartered and blew

You win some and you lose some
and you save nothing for a rainy day
you need your nutrasweet daddy
some peppermint paddy
or just a hackneyed old cabbie
who can drive you and your babby away

Two fives or a ten
could get me back to you
and stop me
falling for a bruise

(It's not that I'm agrophobic
it's just that it's not safe
to go out anymore so I just
stay indoors with my T.V. Times.
my petty crimes and my nursery
rhymes, someone said that the
sound of a baby crying is the
most beautiful sound in the
world and beauty is in the eye
of the beholder but as my heart
grows colder. and colder I just
feel so tired. The fridge is empty,
the walls are damp, there's no hot
water and I look like a tramp and
tramps like us baby we were born\\ to walk but where does a mother's
girl go when her mother's gone?
Some you win and some you lose
I've spent my whole lifetime
falling on a bruise and if I had
the chance to do it all again
I'd change everything.)

I don't know
it seems to me if they ain't got you one way
they've got you another
So what's the answer?
That's what I keep asking myself
What's it all about?
Know what I mean?

falling_on_a_bruise.txt · Last modified: 2020/09/04 02:20 by parry