Ashes ashes dust to dust
The babies cry the momma's cuss
Daddy's home in rocking chair
Lookin round but no one's there
Workin for the workin man
Rich are poor don't understand
Clocks are tickin' time is old
Sun is goin down
Ashes ashes curtain call
Green red velvet on them all
Violent vicious victim run
Annie go n' get your gun
Pushin' for the cushion couch
Take up tramp get out o' town
Will and Bobby comin soon
Sun is goin down
I don't feel alright
I don't feel alright
Ashes ashes stir the pot
Spin the spells that you've been taught
Walls are talking in your dreams
In your bed his sister sleeps
Telling you to wish him well
Sister drinks to his good health
No ones coming No one will
Sun is goin down
Ashes ashes take your spoon
lift the lid leave the room
Pinch of salt and pepper too
The witches brew The witches brew
Read the writing on the wall
He's not coming he don't call
Free your mind free your mind
Sun is goin down
But I don't feel alright
I don't feel alright
Ashes ashes dust to dust
Get me to my yellow bus
Take me to the fishing man
I've got to fill my tuna can
Got no wake up for the morn
Some one took my half
Left me with a empty bag
Sun is goin down
Ashes ashes on the bed
I'm not right in the head
Never have I'll never be
Don't look at me don't look at me
If I talk if I shout
If I'm lying on the ground
If you don't like what you see
Shut the door leave me
I don't feel alright
I don't feel alright
Ashes ashes dust to dust
The Queen is cold the King is
Gone to find a better home
The castle's over grown
Careful careful when your step
Poison ivy everywhere
Something heavy something new
Something's goin down
Ashes ashes dust to dust
Paper covers rock
Grab your scissors if you can
We're running outta luck
The world is turning
The world is turning
Looking for a rhyme
We're outta time
We're outta time
The sun is goin down
I don't feel alright
I don't feel alright
Saturday, June 26, 2010
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