Hate to be great if I could just be yours
Bills piled at the foot of my door
Which the landlady stacks as she wonders what the clouds hide
Horrendous feeling won't see you again
On edges of plains backs of titans
Dust devils pigeons and a stray dog scarfing
Grains from an abandoned silo park our minivan
Way out West where there's kite strings and kilograms
What kind of superstar would I have to be?
Move my friends and family out of New Jersey
Where oh where can I ensure their safety?
Benzedrine and booze were at our mercy
Though it pains me to say it would've killed me if you'd stayed
Sorry Chelsea but I resented when you got up to leave
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here let's be in Hollywood
You were nodding off
So spare me the song
I was already gone
Before you put the kettle on
Nothing to escape
In going majestic
But when I get where I'm going
They'll say "you're from the cut of my jib kid"
Barefoot on the scalding asphalt hands in clay
All that songs that hurt to hear and tempt me to stay
The wipers on the windshield quiver and break
The soot on the window and cluttering the driveway
The air is sour I'll catch the train
Watch the stirring in the trees
And the pipes to the where the smoke fades
Don't be so wild boys
I don't want you to die
But baby I don't want you in my life
It's easier to be drunk than to accept this love
Knowing that it's something I could leave behind
In a burning building
Or drowning with the sun
To fumble through thorns for rosebuds
The crowds demanding we spill some blood
A small price weighed against the sum
Cause look at all the fun we're having
On spurs and studs!
The chalice dry long before the cup
Callous and presumptuous
While we're young
Margaret our legs will carry us
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
Ishroyale - Her Last Act, Her Last Legs Lyrics
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Hate to be great if I could just be yours
Bills piled at the foot of my door
Which the landlady stacks as she wonders what the clouds hide
Horrendous feeling won't see you again
On edges of plains backs of titans
Dust devils pigeons and a stray dog scarfing
Grains from an abandoned silo park our minivan
Way out West where there's kite strings and kilograms
What kind of superstar would I have to be?
Move my friends and family out of New Jersey
Where oh where can I ensure their safety?
Benzedrine and booze were at our mercy
Though it pains me to say it would've killed me if you'd stayed
Sorry Chelsea but I resented when you got up to leave
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here let's be in Hollywood
You were nodding off
So spare me the song
I was already gone
Before you put the kettle on
Nothing to escape
In going majestic
But when I get where I'm going
They'll say "you're from the cut of my jib kid"
Barefoot on the scalding asphalt hands in clay
All that songs that hurt to hear and tempt me to stay
The wipers on the windshield quiver and break
The soot on the window and cluttering the driveway
The air is sour I'll catch the train
Watch the stirring in the trees
And the pipes to the where the smoke fades
Don't be so wild boys
I don't want you to die
But baby I don't want you in my life
It's easier to be drunk than to accept this love
Knowing that it's something I could leave behind
In a burning building
Or drowning with the sun
To fumble through thorns for rosebuds
The crowds demanding we spill some blood
A small price weighed against the sum
Cause look at all the fun we're having
On spurs and studs!
The chalice dry long before the cup
Callous and presumptuous
While we're young
Margaret our legs will carry us
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
Bills piled at the foot of my door
Which the landlady stacks as she wonders what the clouds hide
Horrendous feeling won't see you again
On edges of plains backs of titans
Dust devils pigeons and a stray dog scarfing
Grains from an abandoned silo park our minivan
Way out West where there's kite strings and kilograms
What kind of superstar would I have to be?
Move my friends and family out of New Jersey
Where oh where can I ensure their safety?
Benzedrine and booze were at our mercy
Though it pains me to say it would've killed me if you'd stayed
Sorry Chelsea but I resented when you got up to leave
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here
Let's be in Hollywood
Guess you moved
Like I knew you would
If anywhere but here let's be in Hollywood
You were nodding off
So spare me the song
I was already gone
Before you put the kettle on
Nothing to escape
In going majestic
But when I get where I'm going
They'll say "you're from the cut of my jib kid"
Barefoot on the scalding asphalt hands in clay
All that songs that hurt to hear and tempt me to stay
The wipers on the windshield quiver and break
The soot on the window and cluttering the driveway
The air is sour I'll catch the train
Watch the stirring in the trees
And the pipes to the where the smoke fades
Don't be so wild boys
I don't want you to die
But baby I don't want you in my life
It's easier to be drunk than to accept this love
Knowing that it's something I could leave behind
In a burning building
Or drowning with the sun
To fumble through thorns for rosebuds
The crowds demanding we spill some blood
A small price weighed against the sum
Cause look at all the fun we're having
On spurs and studs!
The chalice dry long before the cup
Callous and presumptuous
While we're young
Margaret our legs will carry us
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
If we must be elsewhere soon
Let's be in Hollywood!
Writer: Scott McRae
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