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No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
No milk today my love is gone away 
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn 
No milk today it seems a common sight 
But people passing by
No milk today my love is gone away
The bottle stands forlorn a symbol of the dawn
No milk today it seems a common sight
But people passing by
still wet on your face
And no one wants to pray for your safe journey home

Out beyond the desert, across the mountains by the fall
Servants who leave
steal the will and have the say
I'm sure by now there's not much left 
One hand on heart - one on a breast
You steal the milk - you milk the land
But
the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mother's milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe
is in her coffin 
And a-lying by the wall" 

"Tear down, tear down, those milk white sheets 
They are made of silk so fine 
That I may kiss Lady
the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mother's milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe
the dusty trail.
Seventeen years not over a day
Like children in the wild.
Your mother's milk still wet on your face
And no one to pray for your safe
keep it comin' 
Making something out of nothin' 
These are the best that I 
I don't know how to say 
Losin' what I love today 
These are the best
keep it comin' 
Making something out of nothin' 
These are the best that I 
I don't know how to say 
Losin' what I love today 
These are the best
the milk and money flowed
To sell cherry bombs for Jesus in a tent beside the road
I ain't in it for the money, most cars pass on by
But I pay the rent
will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman

So swiftly the sun sets in the sky,
that travelin' salesman
That I have heard about?"
I said, "No! No! No!
I'm a doctor and it's true
I'm a clean-cut kid
And I been to college, too"

Then
again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to swing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
again, heard the news diamond vein
Had to split no room to siwing, Sun City wanted him to sing
Easy to see no unity, masses ruled by minority
When these
will it do?

Jokerman dance to the nightingale tune,
Bird fly high by the light of the moon,
Oh, oh, oh, Jokerman.

So swiftly the sun sets in
A descent cup of coffee with milk, right?
I'll dress you up and tie up your shoes
I'll wish you luck it's the least I can do
Crawling on never looking back
a movie where George Bush had a bearded man on his squad,
So much power from oil money that poor folks can't sit by him,
No problem, Osama, Bin Laden, Been
Take it orally
As you know the other way
Is more painfully

My grandfather's clock was the best ever made
By the Timex company
Just like the clock
lucky day, is it, aah, Bel Paese?
Sorry, sir

Red Windsor?
Normally, sir, yes, today the van broke down
Ah, Stilton?
Sorry

Ementhal, Gruyere?
No
here tryin' to grind my hardest
Up early so to milk the cow
Keep my John Deere out here plowin' the fields
To keep my john hancock's worth up in
dutchman
Loose mamis fucking, they definite land mines
Dudes with no right hustle throwing gang signs
Empty in the webbings broke and underpaid
Fighting