Looks Like a Mess
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โฑ๏ธ 5:50 duration
๐ ID: 3202625
๐ Lyrics
Drank it up slowly
As I looked at the only
People in the room.
It's ok to admit that
You have been laughed at,?
Said Mr. Deacon Blues.
Then some broken fool laughed
And hi-fived the bar back,
I'll have another round.?
Raised it up to the ceiling, said
This one with feeling.
What's the matter with this town.?
If I look like a mess. I must be a mess.
Kick snare and hi-hat,
Crushed cigarette pack,
2 is coming soon.
Kids on a wall plaque,
AYSO Champs, Summer 1992.?
Good hands don't deserve this.?
Maybe someday you'll learn kid that
Silence is a sound.?
Raise it up to the ceiling,
Make this one with feeling.?
We'll drink until we drown
Turning on and off and on.
As I looked at the only
People in the room.
It's ok to admit that
You have been laughed at,?
Said Mr. Deacon Blues.
Then some broken fool laughed
And hi-fived the bar back,
I'll have another round.?
Raised it up to the ceiling, said
This one with feeling.
What's the matter with this town.?
If I look like a mess. I must be a mess.
Kick snare and hi-hat,
Crushed cigarette pack,
2 is coming soon.
Kids on a wall plaque,
AYSO Champs, Summer 1992.?
Good hands don't deserve this.?
Maybe someday you'll learn kid that
Silence is a sound.?
Raise it up to the ceiling,
Make this one with feeling.?
We'll drink until we drown
Turning on and off and on.