Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Lampshade, artist - Swingin Utters. Album song Dead Flowers, Bottles, Bluegrass, and Bones, in the genre Иностранный рок
Date of issue: 24.02.2003
Record label: Fat Wreck Chords
Song language: English
Lampshade |
My accordion is shining |
In the light of the moon from the sky |
And I sit here alone and drinking |
With the windows and doors open wide |
My hand got tired an hour ago |
And the words on each sheet turned blank white |
There’s no room in this house for your company, dear |
Tomorrow you can come inside |
The preacher’s turned to dictation |
'Cause the lord has got letters to send |
There’s nothing for me to believe in |
I’ve just gotta try to pretend |
And the rain is falling slowly |
Like faltering drums outside |
And the weathermen are confused |
'Cause they can never read the sky |
Someday we may even be friends again |
And I hope just that thought is enough |
You’re a weathered old prince and the state I’m in |
Won’t hurt our one night together that much |
Moonshine, you’re a lampshade |
For the drunken old bats and their evening |
Shine on, you’ll forgive me |
For missing your last requiem |
Missing your last requiem |
I’m all alone this evening |
I’m alone almost every day |
It’s these sad-sack times that I miss them all |
If they were here I’d wish them away |
If they’d send me a vase of flowers |
Or better yet those aborted hours |
Drunken hours of endless time left to die |
In everyone’s memory but mine |
Moonshine, you’re a lampshade |
For the drunken old bats and their evening |
Shine on, you’ll forgive me |
For missing your last requiem |