Lyrics:
and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Water, oh don't ever flow
Boy, hit Sharkey County and everything was down in Stovall
But, that whole county was leavin',
Over that
Tallahatchie
and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Two young lovers on a Blytheville back road
Laying on the levee makin' love all night long
Wishing on a star in a southern sky
Dreaming out loud
We lived up here in Cambridge
And browsed in the hippest newsstands
The we started our own newspaper
Gave the truth about Uncle Sam
We loved
Dear Bookstore
Down the street
I think that you're so neat
Dear Bookstore
On the corner
Your magic is real to me
I'm pretty sure that you're
to stop and ask her name
I couldn't take it anymore
Then I felt my feet pass through the door
Life is funny in that way
There was so much left to say
(Daniel Lanois)
Well I work the double shift
In a bookstore on St. Clair
While he pushed the burning ingots
In Dofasco stinking air
Where
Met a girl once, called her pretty
That was just before I threw up in my mouth
Her hair was curled, I smelled like somethin' shitty
And our
I drift by the winos near the greyhound station
Searching for shelter like a castaway
But there are lookers and lechers in a pagan bookstore
That once
romantic encounter.
I'm counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers.
All those numbers!
Give me guidance!
O Lord I need that now.
romantic encounter.
I'm counting out time,
Got the whole thing down by numbers.
All those numbers!
Give me guidance!
O Lord I need that now.
smells like lilies of the valley
And the bookstore doors are opening
And it's finally happening
Ever since I fell out of love with you
I fell back in
knows that smokin' ain't allowed in school
Hey, can I be excused?
Well, put me to work in the school bookstore
Checkout counter, and I got bored
Teacher
Well that used to happen to me all the time
But I found a way to get out of it
Sittin' in the classroom thinkin' it's a drag
Listening
bliss?
I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop
Jazz at the bookstore
And blues in the coffee shop
Jazz at the bookstore
And blues in the coffee shop
Maybe one day, I'll fall in a bookstore
Into the arms of a guy
We'll sneak into bars, and gaze at the stars
Surrounded by fireflies
Oh, I'd
pink
(Cheeks are pink)
Give me a taste of that paper and ink
(Paper and ink)
Bookstore girl
I can't even think oh
I wanna start over I'll turn on my
notice that you'd left
Til morning when the drink wore off
He stayed out all night with his friends
Never to return again
In front of City Bookstore
about you
Every time I pass a fillin' station
On account of all the grease
You used to wear in your hair
I still have that record
Of Little Anthony
wants to get in on the latest thing
Going down to the bookstore - burn that mother down
Ya
Somebody has to do what's right
Fahrenheit four fifty-one
A-back in the days when the battles raged
And we thought it was nothing
A bookstore man meets the CIA and we know
Throw me a cord and plug it in
Located thru ya
I'm down in religion and I'll take it to a dream
Call that bookstore [????????????]
I'm downtown and I'm down round town
In the room
On a tablecloth washed in a river
Stains that are trying to cover
For each other
Or at least blend in with the pattern
Good is better than perfect
Scrub till
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