Mouth of the South:Blue Christmas

[JBKlyde]

"The Hunt For Blue Christmas"

I see we all have fallen,
For only ourselves,
If you can't take the heat,
Then sound the bell,
Bell South is the final Glory,
If you tell a lie,
That's the end of the story,
If you want to try,
Try to make history,
Be careful that you don't,
Become a mystery,
I'd rather smell like smoke,
Than ASS and Feat,
Scam won't work cause then,
It would defeat,
The purposes,
Of Love,
That refuses to retreat,
I can understand if you never,
Want to see me again,
2XLove=Time to defend,
How to interact,
I don't know,
Show me Love,
And I will glow,
I just want,
The lies to end,
It's just like a drug,
and once you begin,
you've really become,
a horrible friend,
I'd like to hug,
The person who fears,
The bad guys of music,
Who aren't worth cheers,
Those guys are only,
Blips on a map,
Hang with them,
and you'll get a bad rap,
So lets just say,
If only for today,
I was a king of,
Blue and grey,
Would you really care,
Cause I still ain't got,
No money Commin In,
ANd really it's only,
A way to pretend,
Maybe one day we'll have,
Space Station Bars,
Then there would be a reason,
To Be a King of Mars,
Reality and Fiction,
Will play out in Tme,
The King of the Jungle,
Is the King of Mine.