Blank Slate Lyrics

A BLANK SLATE

The room can't warm up as much as Bob' turns up the heat

Downtown seems like a highway for the lost' and aimless feet.

And Carol needs a place to crash, this frigid night.

Take a number and just wait in line' to pay your bills & fines.

Life is simple, life is hard, the hardness comes easy,

the simple alludes us - what a fuss!

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

And maybe I could change the path, of what seems to be my fate.

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

The ice crackles sharp as Philly lugs' his bag along,

wet icicles drip from the rooftop down' to the ground.

And Debbie needs to fight him back' kick, scratch & bite.

Will just one kind soul emerge' from the crowd tonight.

Life is simple, life is hard, the hardness comes easy,

the simple alludes us - what a fuss!

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

And maybe I could change the path, of what seems to be my fate.

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

It's a race for spirits and the mad alike, There's prizes for non - so

guess what you've won? They ask can we see it as they pull it away.

The orange drink we're drinking was donated today, I'm slurring my words - my

vision is blurring, the weather is marvy, it really is great. Was living this

long worth the wait? Was living this long a mistake?

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

All I want this holiday is a blank slate

And maybe I could change the path, of what seems to be my fate.

All I want this holiday is a blank slate