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The Streets

Lock The Locks

 

Lock The Locks

(album: Computers And Blues - 2011)


I had a funny dream and I came to screaming
I was in a funny house but it was kind of mine
And I was with you, only it wasn't you
It happened in the past, but it was somehow now
It put it into focus, things became clear
I had to plan something, I handed in my notice
Even though to most, it looked random
My heart had left, I was just going in tandem

I smoked one too many cigarettes
I've heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all to this life
I'm packing up my desk
I've put it into boxes (To this life)
Knock out the lights
Lock the locks and leave

I'll leave one evening, be seen off
At a party for my parting in a bar
It starts on the early side and ends in a gutter
With a fumble with a colleague in a car
No more alarm that barks in the dark
With the beeping like darts to the heart
Yes, the maze it does look deep
And days are over for dozing on my cheek

I smoked one too many cigarettes
I've heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all to this life
I'm packing up my desk
I've put it into boxes (To this life)
Knock out the lights
Lock the locks and leave

Read the funny card signed by all
That was purchased by the person I will always recall
Lock away my labours, steal stationery
A kiss on the lips, or a grin in a grip
I had a funny dream and I woke up screaming
I was in a funny house but it was kind of mine
And I was with you, only it wasn't you
It happened in the past, but it was somehow now
I came to at noon to the tune of a spoon
In a mug in the room, but I knew very soon
That the mug in the room was the mug, yours truly
'Cause I never stood up for what I wanted to do

I smoked one too many cigarettes
I've heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all to this—
I smoked one too many cigarettes
I've heard one too many lies
And I've gambled on too many bets
I lost it all to this life
I'm packing up my desk
I've put it into boxes (To this life)
Knock out the lights
Lock the locks and leave (To this life)

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