The Lesser Part

Album cover art for "The Lesser Part" by Blue Canary

Blue Canary - Rock

The Lesser Part

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Duration: 3:45

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Lyrics

Monday Paid a man Through the twist to the expanse Self-abuse in haggard hands And now I'm lining my pockets with any pill that I can eat; Four-week supply of vs in an evening Now I don't blink, I fall asleep Blessed be the things I need To lose your infection, you've got to be impetuous In the week I ride along; piss nights away, so neurotic Saturday "Lose these dudes, 'cause they'll never match me Yeah, you're going to catch me tonight" Come take me down a notch when I get you home Spit in my face while I cry And do tell me you love me When you really don't Sunday Shame again as my affectations wane; Poppy, leave or grape & grain Who's sleeping with the lesser part of me while I fiend for clarity? I keep tripping over speech Honey you've got nerve, been calling unnannounced - You know i'm getting high Call it chewing on scenery at my valedictory as I eke and I'm allayed Trying to sweeten the deal Trying to shake that bitter taste I'm all but gone, screwy and batshit In barrel and backstreet To the night baby boy! You'd kill yourself if not for her and hell Has this meaning? I'm teasing We don't really know

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Credits

Writers
  • Harry Burgess