I stick loneliness, you lips
and the two coins of your eyes
into my pockets
well the train skates into
Port Henry late sunday
sometimes when I`m riding high
feeling fine you know there`s something
troubling yah,troubling my mind
so I reach into my pocket for some
small change
I reach into my pocket for some
small change
I want bones like iron blood like mercury
so I can tell you when I`m rising
and when I`m sinking in
[CHORUS]
we`re gonna take it to the people
hey let`s drink from the cup
share some luck
go ahead and laugh cause it don`t
cost much
I stick loneliness, your lips
and the two coins of your eyes
into my pockets
[Thanks to j1e9s@yahoo.com, redsoxfan08@aol.com for correcting these lyrics]