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the bottom fell out of the clouds today
and the rain came down like a mirror
one big sheet and it shattered on the ground
now there's seven years of bad luck all over this town

it's collection time on all of your debts
and you can't get by just talkin'
your smile don't work and your car don't start
and your doors ain't keepin' you alone
no not even if you lock 'em
not even if you lock 'em

CHORUS:
when you're tapped in to
that bitter vein
just about anything
feels good

the sun tried shinin' on a lost boy's eyes
they reflected oh so pretty
but it's cold behind them golden shores
and the sweet light wasn't nothin' more
than they're own damn wishin'
'cause they just don't listen

so wish on your candles, pray to your god,
cry for your mama, put a dollar on the bar
it feels like breathin' but the only good feelin'
ain't a gamble is a sin
so I think I'll play it safe and get a gin
take the devil for a spin

CHORUS

for some the morning brings another day
but all it does for me
is shine an ugly light around the room that I've been hiding in
so now I'll take the easy way
yeah, that gets harder every day
but I ain't here to fix myself
I'm just tryin' to blind these eyes from hell

CHORUS

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from The Gods are Made of Mud, released October 20, 2017
Chandra Johnson, violin & vocals
Jimmy Austin, trombone
Kris Staples-Weyrauch, electric guitar
Mickey Stylin, upright bass & vocals
Pete Irving, resonator guitar & lead vocals
Sarah Jane Covert-Bowlds, saxophone
David Pender-Lofgren, drum set

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