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sense the beer bought - jarjarjr lyrics

now i hardly need to mention
got a penchant for the wounded
when that sh*t must shine bright like a beacon
mad to hear your week
but i hardly hear you speaking
let me do this robe up so i can preach like a deacon

feet stinking trying to fit in your shoes
spent the week drinking still i’m trying to share brews
now watch me bellow from the pulpit
you get your blues stained yellow when i sculpt it

hues change colour on the mood ring
trying to join the dots
run in circles and i tie myself in knots like a shoe string
toe clean but the solеs worn
i’m out the back and i’m digging in a sack of old holborn

it’s bleak when you spеak and n0body hear you
n0body love you and n0body fear you
there’s no one above you let n0body near you
and the rear view clear too

you shook em all off thought you’d put yourself first dear
now you’re on your own let you realise your worst fear
be advised it hurts here sat with clear thought
trying to read between the lines of the sense the beer bought
still remember nights at the art expo
when i touched down from mars with the bar set so low you couldn’t even shimmy under
plates stacked on both sides and i wondered would you spot me

you got me on the flat of my back we’re talking shop for a minute
she rip the p*ss but i’m in it
with wind in my sail caught the gail drifting out to sea
now i’m topping up the ale and she bout to leave (aghhh)

adam looking at eve he’s trying to fathom what the game is
she gathered her traps and i ain’t even caught the name yet
blackadder glisten in the rain tape hissing when you listen to my pain

i man the stove all night and get left with this gristle
i work the land my whole life with these hands and get pr*cked by this thistle
fire off like a missile but i over shoot the mark

still i chew the cud wear a smile play my part
trust the eyes up above guide the matters of the heart
navigate these staggered layers of snares and traps
with daggers bared it’s unfair to ask who’d shoot first

cause the truth hurts more than love and it’s ruthless
f*ck around it leave you toothless
truth is truth hurts more than love and it’s ruthless
f*ck around it leave you toothless
the pot whistles and it comes to the boil
neck hair bristles and i’m jolted from a nap
put all my stock in the broth and it spoiled and
i’m left with a fistful of soil and my face in my lap

the pot whistles and it comes to the boil
neck hair bristles and i’m jolted from a nap
put all my stock in the broth and it spoiled and
i’m left with a fistful of soil and my face in my lap

i man the stove all night and get left with this gristle
i work the land my whole life with these hands and get pr*cked by this thistle
fire off like a missile but i over shoot the mark

cause the truth hurts more than love and it’s ruthless
f*ck around it leave you toothless
truth is truth hurts more than love and it’s ruthless
f*ck around it leave you toothless

- jarjarjr lyrics

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