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Blood Orange

Lives & Treasure

 

Lives & Treasure

(album: Blood Orange Home Recordings Mixtape - 2011)


Giving and taking, giving and taking
Peacocks strutting and game hounds are shaking
Rustling their feathers, preparing for the flight
Practising their mating calls all ready for tonight
Giving and taking, giving and taking
Sapphires, amber, pearls, breaking
Fingers always crossed there's a price that we are paying lies in treasures the cost of the fortune we're forsaking (Oh)

Can't stop messing around (Messing around)
Footprints lead all over town (All over town)
Until we found our four-leaf clover
You were picked up, hit from the side (Hit from the side)
Put down, you batted your eyes and you said
That you won't cry until you're sober

Hearts
Clubs
Diamonds
Spades (Oh)
Hearts
Clubs
Diamonds
Spades (Oh)

Can't stop messing around (Messing around)
Footprints lead us all over town (All over town)
Until we've found our four-leaf clover (Oh)
You were picked up, hit from the side (Hit from the side)
Put down, you batted your eyes and you said
That you won't cry until you're sober

And it's me
I know you've got your eyes on me
Don't you babe, it's me
I'm miles past [?]
And I was about to let you know
I let this way too low for me
And through the static loudly I sing

Giving and taking, giving and taking
Bodies are moving and rooftops are quaking
People getting younger, second childhoods ahead
People making money, making mummy make your bed
Giving and taking, giving and taking
Gold, silver, brass, we're aching
We found ourselves lost, our strong hearts are aching lives and treasures the cost for the fortune that's forsaken

Can't stop messing around (Messing around)
Footprints lead us all over town (All over town)
Until we've found our four-leaf clover (Oh)
You were picked up, hit from the side (Hit from the side)
Put down, you batted your eyes and you said that you won't cry until you're sober (Oh)

Oh, oh, oh, oh
Cry until you're sober
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Hit from the side
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Exotica Sage
Oh, oh, oh, oh
That song was a cover version
Oh, oh, oh, oh
By the band The Acrylics
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Sutphin Boulevard
Oh, oh, oh, oh

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