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Current song lyrics
I had a dream the other night<br />you were in a bar in the corner on a chair<br />wearing a long white leather coat<br />purple glasses and glitter in your hair<br />and you said hey this is where i'm gonna sit<br />and buy you a drink someday<br />you were going to the dog shows<br />but you kinda lost your way<br />you say now i got all this room<br />and no money to decorate it, so some<br />local customer put me in touch with the man<br />upstairs, he said little man you got no<br />business gettin' frustrated, you gotta rest<br />you gotta rest you gotta reach down<br />and pick the crowd up<br />carry back in your hands<br />to the promised land<br />now i had some angel shine my wings, she said<br />nothin' but the best for the golden boy<br />she made me promise not to tell i had her under<br />a spell singing golden words in a broken voice<br />and i caught some blessing on the wind i'm<br />feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove<br />i've got no hands to tie behind my back<br />and i'm sparking like a heart attack, now i've got<br />room to spread my wings and my messages of<br />love, yes love was my drug, but that's not<br />what i died of, so don't think of me<br />crying louder than some billion dollar baby<br />cause i gotta rest i gotta rest i gotta<br />reach down and pick the<br />crowd up, carry back in my<br />hand to the promised land
New song lyrics
I had a dream the other night<br />you were in a bar in the corner on a chair<br />wearing a long white leather coat<br />purple glasses and glitter in your hair<br />and you said hey this is where i'm gonna sit<br />and buy you a drink someday<br />you were going to the dog shows<br />but you kinda lost your way<br />you say now i got all this room<br />and no money to decorate it, so some<br />local customer put me in touch with the man<br />upstairs, he said little man you got no<br />business gettin' frustrated, you gotta rest<br />you gotta rest you gotta reach down<br />and pick the crowd up<br />carry back in your hands<br />to the promised land<br />now i had some angel shine my wings, she said<br />nothin' but the best for the golden boy<br />she made me promise not to tell i had her under<br />a spell singing golden words in a broken voice<br />and i caught some blessing on the wind i'm<br />feeling lighter than a whisper from a dove<br />i've got no hands to tie behind my back<br />and i'm sparking like a heart attack, now i've got<br />room to spread my wings and my messages of<br />love, yes love was my drug, but that's not<br />what i died of, so don't think of me<br />crying louder than some billion dollar baby<br />cause i gotta rest i gotta rest i gotta<br />reach down and pick the<br />crowd up, carry back in my<br />hand to the promised land
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