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Ball Park Music

Bad Taste Blues, Pt. III

 

Bad Taste Blues, Pt. III

(álbum: Ball Park Music - 2020)


You were the Wizard of Oz with your electric guitar
Flying in through the Louvre and handing me cards
Sharks, coffee, cigarettes
You were the sultan of swing in the grand scheme of things
Making your way to nowhere and back again
I wring out my hands
I rinse and repeat

And I don't regret one moment
In the palm of my mind I can hold it
It'll never go away

It's got to be there
It's got to be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?
It's got to be there
It's got to be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?

You were the king put in check, just getting high on the steps
You're on the stair behind me
Combing the cobwebs right out of my head
And then a plastic machine, it started painting a scene
We were melting into one person and finding that love is indeed real

And I don't regret one moment
In the palm of my mind I can hold it
It'll never go away

It's got to be there
It's got to be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?
It's got to be there
It's got to be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?

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