Saturated Lyrics
- Genre:Acoustic
- Year of Release:2002
Lyrics
I've got a bottle of memories and a one way ticket and paint on my new blue jeans
I keep watching the house of cards try to fall into a valley of melted dreams
A personal savior, that's what I want, I try to download her profile
She says, you're not my man, you're just something to haunt
But she stays for a little while
I've got to take my song to the river
Soak it in a muddy tune
I've got to beat the chords against boulders
My God! I've got to get there soon
Hot Molly broke the bathroom window with a towel wrapped around her fist
Crawled out into the April night saying, I've had enough of this
Hitched a ride with a tattooed trucker, trying to go the extra mile
"Only a matter of time," She said, before they put my soul on trial
She had to take her song to the river
Soak it in the muddy tune
Beat the words into gold-dust
My God! She died too soon
An empty wallet and a bottle of rum bought the house just down the street
A swollen finger and a broken thumb always jealous of their feet
Put themselves on a two week diet for a couple of years in style
Asked the banker for a line of credit and then learned the art of denial
They had to take their song to the river
Soak it in a muddy tune
Beat the melody softly
Always awed by the frozen moon
Plastic Jack packed a pile of groceries in a pickup truck at dawn
Left Liza in the hallway crying with her negligee still on
Found his conscience in the glove compartment underneath some greasy rags
Ended up in an institution breathing into paper bags
He had to take his song to the river
Soak it in a muddy tune
Beat the bass-line to death with
Another gunfighter at high noon
She's quite a woman, in her high-heel shoes, but I miss that silent call
When she's holding me in her arms and wearing nothing at all
Right now I feel like a big game hunter, but their ain't no game to kill
I get the feeling that I always knew her, but then again I never will
We've got to take our song to the river
Soak it in a muddy tune
Find each other to cling to
As we're sipping from the silver spoon