Dirty Neon Times — текст песни (The Badlees)

I thought I felt her ghost again last night
And I kept a fire burning through the morning light
You, early morning diner on the neon range
You, you drove away as it began to rain

Twenty months of feedin` off original sin
Ain`t shut the door blown open by what should have been

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And time`s been like a dog that begs
And I find it`s needin` to be fed
Guardian angel rise, pull me out of my disguise
And shut the door behind on the dirty neon times

I became an island on a social sea
And I let someone take my shores occasionally
Wine, good weed and cigarettes assured they`d leave
Fine, fine women all but I could not receive

Twenty months of feedin` off original sin
Ain`t shut the door blown open by what should`ve been

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`Cause to condemn her now don`t make no sense at all
Like taxis in the backwoods, like striptease at the mall
You hit a wall

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