Poison Moon - Elvis Costello
Cut loose in a nightmare
Cast off in my dreams
If home is anywhere that I can hang my hat
Then it's coming apart at the seams
My luck is hanging upside-down
I try to hold on tight
But money's rollin' outta town
And love slips right outta sight
Chorus:
And these bones, they don't look so good to me
Jokers talk, and they all disagree
One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon
You look in the mirror
I'm sorry but it can't be replaced
You're thrown straight out in that cruel parade
B_ttoned down and laced
It starts like facination
It ends up like a trance
You gotta use your imagination
On some on that magazine romance
-chorus-
One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon
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Submitted by: Paul Hosken <rmcb@vm.op.dlr.de>
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