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Down among the wines and spirits
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Down among the wines and spirits<br>
Where a man gets what he merits
Where a man gets what he merits<br>
 
Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall<br>
Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall
Now he finds how far he's fallen<br>
 
Since he set his mind on her completely<br>
Now he sees how far he's fallen
Oh well I guess that you mustn't have seen him lately<br>
 
Walking around with a pain that never ceases<br>
Since he set his mind on her completely
He starts to speak and then he falls to pieces<br>
 
<br>
But I guess that you must not have seen him lately
Down among the wines and spirits<br>
 
Where a man gets what he merits<br>
Walking around with a pain that never ceases
Lives with the echoing words of their final quarrel<br>
 
The vacant chamber and the empty barrel<br>
He starts to speak and then he goes to pieces
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor<br>
 
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door<br>
 
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more<br>
 
I'm twice the foolish man I was before<br>
Down among the wines and spirits
Down among the wines and spirits<br>
 
<br>
Where a man gets what he merits
Bubbles escaping from him from the rim of a glass of grape<br>
 
She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet<br>
Walking around with a head that is fit to burst
As it started to sink he was drinking to drown his sorrows<br>
 
That fill his nights and they empty his tomorrows<br>
A heart full of hurt and a powerful thirst
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor<br>
 
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door<br>
Bubbles escaping from a prism (?)
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more<br>
 
<br>
From the rim of a glass of grape
Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits<br>
 
Down among<br>
She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet
Down among<br>
 
Down among the wines and spirits<br>
He lives with the echoes of the words of the final quarrel
<br>
 
''(additional lines in early performances:)''<br>
The vacant chamber and the empty barrel
Walking around with a head that is fit to burst<br>
 
A heart full of hurt and a powerful thirst<br>
 
 
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
 
Clicks his fingers at that swinging door
 
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more
 
I'm twice the foolish man I was before
 
Down among the wines and spirits
 
 
 
Bubbles escaping from a prism (?)
 
From the rim of a glass of grape
 
She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet
 
As he was starting to sink he was drinking to drown his sorrows
 
That fill his nights and empty his tomorrows
 
 
 
Down among the wines and spirits
 
Where a man gets what he merits
 
Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall
 
Now he sees how far he's fallen
 
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
 
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
 
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more
 
 
 
Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits
 
Down among
 
Down among
 
Down among the wines and spirits

Latest revision as of 05:26, 22 April 2009

lyrics for
Down Among The Wines And Spirits

Down among the wines and spirits
Where a man gets what he merits
Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall
Now he finds how far he's fallen
Since he set his mind on her completely
Oh well I guess that you mustn't have seen him lately
Walking around with a pain that never ceases
He starts to speak and then he falls to pieces

Down among the wines and spirits
Where a man gets what he merits
Lives with the echoing words of their final quarrel
The vacant chamber and the empty barrel
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more
I'm twice the foolish man I was before
Down among the wines and spirits

Bubbles escaping from him from the rim of a glass of grape
She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet
As it started to sink he was drinking to drown his sorrows
That fill his nights and they empty his tomorrows
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor
Clicks his fingers to that swinging door
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more

Speaks of invisible things he hardly credits
Down among
Down among
Down among the wines and spirits

(additional lines in early performances:)
Walking around with a head that is fit to burst
A heart full of hurt and a powerful thirst