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Words and Music (c) 2022 Eric Harrison (BMI)
Produced by Kevin Salem
From the forthcoming album "No Defenses"
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Once upon a faithless night I fell into a dream
Became a guileless voyeur
Let me set the scene:
This girl and her stepsister
One perched upon each knee
I told them “I don’t really wanna brag
But no one here is humbler than me”
They fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Promised a ride in a velveteen casket
The pretty one whispered in my ear:
“If you’ve got a question ask it”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
Don’t even bother
That song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone
And this bell will never be unrung
Now what the hell did that mean?
I ask as they recede
Sometimes a dream is just a dream
No metaphor for a man in need
A quick descent to what’s been spent
Good morning Miss Amato
Now where’s my rent?
She fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Gave me a ride in her velveteen casket
Then she whispered in my ear: “If you’ve got desire - mask it”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
“Hang it up honey
Your song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone"
And this bell will never be unrung
Such amorous assassins
Slide up on my roof
Shout it to the satellites:
“Show me the proof!”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
Hang it up honey
Your song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone
And this bell will never be unrung
They fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Took a ride in a velveteen casket
The pretty one with a face like yours said:
“If you want forgiveness ask for it”
Produced by Kevin Salem
From the forthcoming album "No Defenses"
---------------------
Once upon a faithless night I fell into a dream
Became a guileless voyeur
Let me set the scene:
This girl and her stepsister
One perched upon each knee
I told them “I don’t really wanna brag
But no one here is humbler than me”
They fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Promised a ride in a velveteen casket
The pretty one whispered in my ear:
“If you’ve got a question ask it”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
Don’t even bother
That song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone
And this bell will never be unrung
Now what the hell did that mean?
I ask as they recede
Sometimes a dream is just a dream
No metaphor for a man in need
A quick descent to what’s been spent
Good morning Miss Amato
Now where’s my rent?
She fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Gave me a ride in her velveteen casket
Then she whispered in my ear: “If you’ve got desire - mask it”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
“Hang it up honey
Your song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone"
And this bell will never be unrung
Such amorous assassins
Slide up on my roof
Shout it to the satellites:
“Show me the proof!”
The jealous one curled an unfurled tongue
Hang it up honey
Your song is sung
The good is gone
The deed’s undone
And this bell will never be unrung
They fed me red tape from a cinnamon flask
Took a ride in a velveteen casket
The pretty one with a face like yours said:
“If you want forgiveness ask for it”