Lyrics Hung Out To Dry -

Hung Out To Dry

Now the Holy Ghost crossed the county line
And all folks found him so divine
They sail on with misery
And poor Miss Tragedy
You tossed your borrowed rings
And told 'em all goodbye
You took your borrowed wings
They wouldn’t fly, so you hung them out to dry
Now the Holy Ghost said the time has passed
Then he raised a toast with a broken glass
They sail on with misery
And Miss Conspiracy
Out on the Cosmic Sea
It drowns reality
You tossed your borrowed rings
Tossed your borrowed rings
Tossed your borrowed rings
And told 'em all goodbye
You took your borrowed wings
You took your borrowed wings
Took your borrowed wings
They wouldn’t fly, so you hung them out to dry