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What Jail Is Like

The Afghan Whigs

Gentlemen [Gentlemen at 21 Deluxe Edition]

1993

Infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse 
And it goes down every might 
This must be what jail is really like 
And I will scratch my way out

I've got the blues
Foolin' around got me
Abused by the muse
From my head
Down to my sandals
Don't you know thay
My life is in shambles
Abused by the muse

Infatuated with a lunatic and cornered by the muse 
And it goes down every might 
This must be what jail is really like 
And I will scratch my way out

all night long
In a love so strong


Oh, Maria, sweet Maria
By the sands of Copacabana
In the rhythms of Ipanema
You're the muse of my bossa nova


With

Fools forgotten by their muse
Fools erased by their rules
Cues written up to choose
Proper times to lose
Jewels found inside a ghoul
Raised by

I never loved anybody
Until I saw your pretty face
And to this day, I feel amazed
By how beautiful you are
Ooh, you're my muse
You're the words

The Curse of Comfort

The Thrills

Let's Bottle Bohemia

2004

always get in the way

the suburbs dream tonight of finding their muse 
damn those rape victime writers and their five star reviews 


wouldn't want

Step by step and move by move
I'm walking upward towards you
One plus one it equals two
So take away all of the blues
And add some colour to the muse

So Tonight That I Might See [.acension Version]

Mazzy Star

So Tonight That I Might See

1993

Come up crash with the muses
Fells dust into ash
Come so close that I might see
The light inside me I might see

Let me hold you tight and arms

muse
She's not some song about summer love
More like a record gone platinum
An instant classic, a timeless tune a song sung forever by a lovesick fool

songs, I kinda got into the groove
They tried to criticize my every single move
But then I realized I had nothing left to lose
It took me by surprise when

the muse
I know your soft oriole crest is feeling overused
Meet me by the muse
When I start to feel a little gentle I will pull your wisdom tooth 
And nobody

Call me your nymph
Praise me for martyr, praise me for sin
Call me your muse
A Sprite or an elf you cry to then use

I will not suffer, ah-ah

not pretend cause in the end
The decision was made by you

So still my muse captivates me
Though one day soon I'll realize
How free I'd be if I had only

me by the muse
I know your soft oriole crest is feeling overused
Meet me by the muse
When I start to feel a little gentle I will squeeze your baby

The Changingman [Live]

Paul Weller

At the BBC

2008

Is happiness real or am I so jaded?
Can't see or feel like a man been tainted
Numbed by the effect, aware of the muse
Too in touch with myself, I

She's a muse
She'll take you and she'll use you
You
She'll love you and leave you confused
She's amusing
All consuming
She'll take over your thoughts

Come up crash with the muses, fells dust into ash 

Come so close that I might see the light inside you didn't see 

Let me hold you tight

by your perfect shape

Oh sculpture, a masterpiece
A perfect body with a void inside of it
Eternal and a never-ending muse, yet still

Sculpture, Oh

The muse just is
They say that nothing comes close to it
Tied up in the basement
Covered in furs
Draped in every song inspired by her
Said, don't be so

my muse

Powered by a wave
All it would take
To open the floodgates
Am I too late
Won't you communicate

Hey yeah hey yeah hey yeah
If you can here me

Muse XXI

So is it not with me as with that Muse
Stirr'd by a painted beauty to his verse,
O' let me, true in love, but truly write,
And then believe

damsel 
My secret hero, silenced by the matron cherry
Colorado cowboy, how did your pranks stay merry?

I howl for you
Oh holy goof
Why don't you teach me

Good and gracious might
Grant us sound and light
Everlasting right
Amnis flows

Overwhelmed by choice
Be our guiding voice
In thee we rejoice
Amnis