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söndag 30 juni 2013

Queen Of The City


If I wrote it in your letter then it don't mean shit 
I am a liar, a dirty wire 
You could name my body but it'll make you sick 
You have a savior it's your heart of anger 

But my dog ain't nothin', he ain't nothin' like my lover 
Ain't nothin' like my lover at all 
He will sit upon my shoulder, let the dark day cover 
The dark day cover me up 

I've got two half dollars underneath my bed 
One for my baby, one for the lady 
On the sixth floor found me when my mind was dead 
Buy what they tell you but I'm here to save you 

But my dog ain't nothin', he ain't nothin' like my lover 
Ain't nothin' like my lover at all 
He will sit upon my shoulder, let the dark day cover 
The dark day cover me up
I heard a lady singing, 
"We're all bound together" 
I joined her side by saying, 
"To dance beneath the heavens" 
Christ, your mother's hanging on my bedroom door 
I'll bet she's pretty, Queen of the City 
If you burn all sinners I could join your corp. 
And sing HOLY, HOLY till my day of glory 

But my Lord ain't nothin', he ain't nothin' like my lover 
Ain't nothin' like my lover at all 
He will sit upon my shoulder, let the dark day cover 
The dark day cover me up
You could sit upon my shoulder, let the dark day cover 
The dark day cover me up

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