Ellis Paul Lyrics
Last at the Table
Preacher won't you preach to me,
I need a pint of philosophy.
I'm hurt and thirsty, set me on my way.
Mondays come and Mondays go,
But this one seems to be sort of slow.
Can you tell me sir, when will there come a change?
I'm the one who's last at the table,
I'm the one who never gets the gold.
You're the one who says I'm able,
But you turn your words with lies and fables...
Mothers won't you cry for me,
I'll sell your tears for a token fee
On a street corner where drunk patrons stand laughing.
And they'll stop, they'll stare at me,
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Sees a cab in the street
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In the corner www.lyricsexpert.com
Take Me DownI'm a one man line at the twenty-four hour store
I'm in www.lyricsexpert.com Just The Jester Fool(spoken intro)
I get this message on the message machine that www.lyricsexpert.com Loves Too Familiar A WordI stepped into the room late last night
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