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Horse Badorties' Last Apartment

from Hungry Ghosts by The Playing Fields

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lyrics

Horse Badorties’ Last Apartment

No skirt hung low, or feelings wrought,
No making tears or spacious talk.
Your body gone, my memories,
Are luckless towns and autumn leaves,
Are separate sides on dirty sheets.

Pill popping stragglers
passed-out starving;
Fleeting rush
of unpaid fortune lingering...
these high-wrap Rizla dreams.

The city rising
a blanket around them;
Horse Badorties breaking through
to one final apartment of chaos.
O spare me your sympathy,
and the six o’clock greyhound leaving without me,
O there it goes, there it goes!

Awaiting the cool storm
back to dark corners;
These are the Laundromat diaries.

All the luck of Fante
and the speed of Cassidy.
And the six o’clock greyhound leaving without me;
O there it goes, there it goes!

Are you gonna steal my words?
Are you the fiction thief?
‘Cause there’s something dead on the floor,
And I think it could be part of me.

So I’m crawling like an amputee,
Nuns with guns shooting at Bandini;
Wake from my wet drug dream,
Sticky and bloody and full of need.

So watch Pop Idol on TV,
I am the one who votes out me,
O spare me your sympathy
And the six o’clock greyhound leaving without me,
O there it goes,
There it goes.

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from Hungry Ghosts, released April 27, 2012

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