Lucifer on the Sofa
Spoon
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Cashed out in the front room Ashes stain his lips Lucifer on the sofa Staring at you You've been counting weekends Never getting dressed Speaking in third person Trying to forget What am I gonna do With your last cigarettes All your old records All your old cassettes? You hit the corner market Feel the winter sky Looking through the windows As you're passing by Mmm-mmm, and I'm chasing every thought And I'm walking over water Thinking 'bout what I lost What am I gonna do with With your last cigarettes All your old letters Everybody knows That I'm stuck with all your pictures A box of cigarettes All your old records All your old cassettes Now you're cruising up Lavaca Against the traffic lights Gonna walk all evening, yeah There's no one out tonight Now you're thinking about Dale Watson Thinking about turquoise All along West Avenue While those black birds make their noise Tell me truth later And just lie tonight For now, I need peace And nothing feels right And I'm stuck with all your pictures A box of cigarettes All your old records Yes, and all your old cassettes Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah-ah Ah-mmm Ah-ah Ah, ah-ah
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Written by: Alex Fischel, John Daniel
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