5 Best Song Lyrics - Page 2

Flint · 03-16-2007, 06:17 PM

Sun came up it was another day
And the sun went down you were blown away
Why'd you let go of your guitar?
Why'd you ever let it go that far?
Drunken Angel

Could've held on to that long smooth neck
Let your hand remember every fret
Fingers touching each shiny string
But you let go of everything
Drunken Angel

Drunken Angel
You're on the other side
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side

Followers would cling to you
Hang around just to meet you
Some threw roses at your feet
And watch you pass out on the street
Drunken Angel

Feed you and pay off all your debts
Kiss your brow taste your sweat
Write about your soul your guts
Criticize you and wish you luck
Drunken Angel

Drunken Angel
You're on the other side
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side

Some kind of savior singing the blues
A derelict in your duct tape shoes
Your orphan clothes and your long dark hair
Looking like you didn't care
Druken Angel

Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart
Over the strings of your guitar
The worn down places in the wood
That once made you feel so good
Drunken Angel

Drunken Angel
You're on the other side
Drunken Angel
You're on the other side

Sun came up it was another day
And the sun went down you were blown away
Why'd you let go of your guitar?
Why'd you ever let it go that far?
Drunken Angel
Drunken Angel

03-16-2007, 06:17 PM	#16
Flint Snowflake Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: Dystopia Posts: 13,136	Lucinda Williams - Drunken Angel Sun came up it was another day And the sun went down you were blown away Why'd you let go of your guitar? Why'd you ever let it go that far? Drunken Angel Could've held on to that long smooth neck Let your hand remember every fret Fingers touching each shiny string But you let go of everything Drunken Angel Drunken Angel You're on the other side Drunken Angel You're on the other side Followers would cling to you Hang around just to meet you Some threw roses at your feet And watch you pass out on the street Drunken Angel Feed you and pay off all your debts Kiss your brow taste your sweat Write about your soul your guts Criticize you and wish you luck Drunken Angel Drunken Angel You're on the other side Drunken Angel You're on the other side Some kind of savior singing the blues A derelict in your duct tape shoes Your orphan clothes and your long dark hair Looking like you didn't care Druken Angel Blood spilled out from the hole in your heart Over the strings of your guitar The worn down places in the wood That once made you feel so good Drunken Angel Drunken Angel You're on the other side Drunken Angel You're on the other side Sun came up it was another day And the sun went down you were blown away Why'd you let go of your guitar? Why'd you ever let it go that far? Drunken Angel Drunken Angel __________________ **************** There's a level of facility that everyone needs to accomplish, and from there it's a matter of deciding for yourself how important ultra-facility is to your expression. ... I found, like Joseph Campbell said, if you just follow whatever gives you a little joy or excitement or awe, then you're on the right track. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . Terry Bozzio**

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