Quarter To Four

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New Bomb Turks - Pop

Quarter To Four

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Well the night was lost The night was sore Then my pockets emptied As the beer downpoured What at last was on Was now quarter to four Another wasted night So this night was right For stupid sin Yeah the holding out Was caving in The slickest sinner Always wins the prize Of a wasted night I wanna go, I wanna stay I wanna say something I've got nothing to say Another wasted night I close my eyes Don't wanna see The sun coming up On my history So if the chance comes down To steal a kiss You nab what you can Resignation is bliss I never brake when I hit the skids On a wasted night See we can close our eyes Let our hands pretend We can kill this life With tight grips and hedged bets That will ditch this world But for now let's curl Into this wasted night Crawling like James Dean For his toy monkey Living by night, in a lonely place My father was Nicholas Ray

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