Template:Down Among The Wines And Spirits: Difference between revisions
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Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall | Once he was written in letters of nine feet tall | ||
Now he | Now he finds how far he's fallen | ||
Since he set his mind on her completely | 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 | Walking around with a pain that never ceases | ||
He starts to speak and then he | He starts to speak and then he falls to pieces | ||
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Where a man gets what he merits | Where a man gets what he merits | ||
Lives with the echoing words of their final quarrel | |||
The vacant chamber and the empty barrel | The vacant chamber and the empty barrel | ||
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor | But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor | ||
Clicks his fingers | Clicks his fingers to that swinging door | ||
Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more | Suddenly he's calling out more, more, more | ||
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Bubbles escaping from | Bubbles escaping from him (?) | ||
From the rim of a glass of grape | From the rim of a glass of grape | ||
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She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet | She sails through his memory just like a ship of chaplet | ||
As | As it started to sink he was drinking to drown his sorrows | ||
That fill his nights and empty his tomorrows | That fill his nights and they empty his tomorrows | ||
But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor | But as he picks himself up from a sawdust floor | ||
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Down among the wines and spirits | 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 | |||
Revision as of 05:17, 18 November 2007
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
