Mary Celeste
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โฑ๏ธ 4:32 duration
๐ ID: 29628621
๐ Lyrics
There's a broken heel on the runway
Old money at the Hampton's brunch
There's an alarm clock ringin' on a hot night
And a time card waitin' to be punched
Lyin' there on the dirty little futon
Mixed up with the overdue bills
There's a dirty little orange plastic bottle
With a last few dirty little pills
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
It's a quarter 'til dawn in the dim light
There's already a mighty long queue
To breathe the air in the factory
Sewin' up two-hundred-dollar shoes
Like polar bears pacin' in cages
And a sweet sharp cinnamon smell
The white neon lights always blazin'
Nowhere to hide in this white neon hell
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
From the guilty jury's guilty verdict
To the guilty judge who let him swing
From my date in court at ten tomorrow
To the surprise that I just might bring
From the old skin that I'm slowly shedding
To the faith that somehow won't die
There are only two ways of escaping
And only one I'm gonna try
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
Less
Old money at the Hampton's brunch
There's an alarm clock ringin' on a hot night
And a time card waitin' to be punched
Lyin' there on the dirty little futon
Mixed up with the overdue bills
There's a dirty little orange plastic bottle
With a last few dirty little pills
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
It's a quarter 'til dawn in the dim light
There's already a mighty long queue
To breathe the air in the factory
Sewin' up two-hundred-dollar shoes
Like polar bears pacin' in cages
And a sweet sharp cinnamon smell
The white neon lights always blazin'
Nowhere to hide in this white neon hell
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
From the guilty jury's guilty verdict
To the guilty judge who let him swing
From my date in court at ten tomorrow
To the surprise that I just might bring
From the old skin that I'm slowly shedding
To the faith that somehow won't die
There are only two ways of escaping
And only one I'm gonna try
For those who have little and those who have less
For those who have little and those who have less
Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
Are those who have little and those who have less
Less
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:42.18] There's a broken heel on the runway
[00:45.68] Old money at the Hampton's brunch
[00:48.72] There's an alarm clock ringin' on a hot night
[00:52.54] And a time card waitin' to be punched
[00:55.93] Lyin' there on the dirty little futon
[00:59.72] Mixed up with the overdue bills
[01:02.99] There's a dirty little orange plastic bottle
[01:06.21] With a last few dirty little pills
[01:10.14] For those who have little and those who have less
[01:17.07] For those who have little and those who have less
[01:24.05] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[01:30.93] Are those who have little and those who have less
[01:37.73] It's a quarter 'til dawn in the dim light
[01:41.49] There's already a mighty long queue
[01:44.89] To breathe the air in the factory
[01:48.11] Sewin' up two-hundred-dollar shoes
[01:51.63] Like polar bears pacin' in cages
[01:55.36] And a sweet sharp cinnamon smell
[01:58.66] The white neon lights always blazin'
[02:01.80] Nowhere to hide in this white neon hell
[02:05.72] For those who have little and those who have less
[02:12.68] For those who have little and those who have less
[02:19.69] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[02:26.67] Are those who have little and those who have less
[02:40.04] From the guilty jury's guilty verdict
[02:43.74] To the guilty judge who let him swing
[02:47.25] From my date in court at ten tomorrow
[02:50.68] To the surprise that I just might bring
[02:54.15] From the old skin that I'm slowly shedding
[02:57.59] To the faith that somehow won't die
[03:01.08] There are only two ways of escaping
[03:04.64] And only one I'm gonna try
[03:08.37] For those who have little and those who have less
[03:15.41] For those who have little and those who have less
[03:22.28] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[03:29.18] Are those who have little and those who have less
[03:36.13]
[04:17.32] Less
[04:18.17]
[00:45.68] Old money at the Hampton's brunch
[00:48.72] There's an alarm clock ringin' on a hot night
[00:52.54] And a time card waitin' to be punched
[00:55.93] Lyin' there on the dirty little futon
[00:59.72] Mixed up with the overdue bills
[01:02.99] There's a dirty little orange plastic bottle
[01:06.21] With a last few dirty little pills
[01:10.14] For those who have little and those who have less
[01:17.07] For those who have little and those who have less
[01:24.05] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[01:30.93] Are those who have little and those who have less
[01:37.73] It's a quarter 'til dawn in the dim light
[01:41.49] There's already a mighty long queue
[01:44.89] To breathe the air in the factory
[01:48.11] Sewin' up two-hundred-dollar shoes
[01:51.63] Like polar bears pacin' in cages
[01:55.36] And a sweet sharp cinnamon smell
[01:58.66] The white neon lights always blazin'
[02:01.80] Nowhere to hide in this white neon hell
[02:05.72] For those who have little and those who have less
[02:12.68] For those who have little and those who have less
[02:19.69] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[02:26.67] Are those who have little and those who have less
[02:40.04] From the guilty jury's guilty verdict
[02:43.74] To the guilty judge who let him swing
[02:47.25] From my date in court at ten tomorrow
[02:50.68] To the surprise that I just might bring
[02:54.15] From the old skin that I'm slowly shedding
[02:57.59] To the faith that somehow won't die
[03:01.08] There are only two ways of escaping
[03:04.64] And only one I'm gonna try
[03:08.37] For those who have little and those who have less
[03:15.41] For those who have little and those who have less
[03:22.28] Like ghosts on the deck of the Mary Celeste
[03:29.18] Are those who have little and those who have less
[03:36.13]
[04:17.32] Less
[04:18.17]