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Bottle of Blues Lyrics Artist(Band):Beck
Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard, ain't it hard To want somebody who doesn't want you And I've been waiting for a year or a day Some strange weather must be blowing my way Cause I got no mind To go or to stay or be left behind Holding hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in a graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Egos drone and pose alone Like black balloons, all banged and blown On a backwards river The infidels shiver in the stench of belief I tell my momma I'm a hundred years late I'm over the rails and out of the race The crippled psalms Of an age that won't thaw ringing in my ears Holding hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in a graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Well, I just found me a bottle of blues Some strange comfort for a soul to soothe Ain't it hard, ain't it hard To want somebody who doesn't want you Holding hands with an impotent dream In a brothel of fake energy Put a nickel in a graveyard machine I get higher and lower I get higher and lower Like a tired soldier with nothing to shoot And nowhere to lose this bottle of blues Bottle of blues If you find some error in Bottle of Blues Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Review the song Bottle of Blues The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Beck" Music | |
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