| My daddy played in a vegas band, he made an alright decent living playing big
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| band standards for business men and their paid asian escorts
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| Till he started up gambling and in one hand lost 50 grand, bet it all on four
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| kings but somebody had aces
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| They called him the man with the plastic suns rumored to kill cops just for fun,
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| or made a fortune scamming old ladies in nursing homes
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| Oh the man with the plastic suns, invents diseases just for fun,
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| oh he blackmailes rainbows to turn into nooses
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| So I dropped out of high school and got a job selling phones at the mall
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| But I could make twice as much money taking my shirt off at the cocktail bar
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| My daddy pawned all his guitars but he was still 30 000 short, then one day
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| three rancid ruthless men broke down the door
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| First they butchered his whole right hand, oh he never played trumpet again,
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| pay up by Friday or we’re coming back for your cock and your kneecaps
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| He----y give us our money or we’ll break your fucking legs---lets race to the
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| desert
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| He=y I could use a stiff drink, or just some time to think—lets race the
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| badlands lets race the ocean
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| My daddy stopped leaving the house, and he drank and he drank and he drank,
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| stayed up all night talking to pictures of my dead mother
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| Then I found him in the basement smashing tv’s on the cement filling swimming
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| pools gasoline and drawings of angels
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| Oh mr plastic suns won’t you have some mercy on me
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| Oh mr plastic suns won’t you let my poor daddy be
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| Hey give us our money or we’ll break your fucking legs lets race the desert
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| Hey I could use a stiff drink or just some time to think lets race the badlands
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| Hey you walk into a postcard of somewhere in London
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| Hey theres a loft party down the street music dripping down from the trees bass
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| blazing tranquilizing beats voices of people you’d like to meet
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| So I took a pistol and put on a low cut shirt
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| Found the man with the plastic suns at the crap table and started to flirt
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| Hey a man was shot today took six bullets to the face
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| Hey the rumour on the street is that the suspect is sixteen
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| Hey the man with the plastic sun was pronounced dead on arrival
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| Hey and an ex musician hung himself in a suburban attic yeah the desert is
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| laughing the desert is mourning |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Man with the Plastic Suns, artist - Jaguar Love. Album song Take Me To The Sea, in the genre Альтернатива