Mary Celeste

Lyrics
[Verse 1] There's a broken heel on the runway Old money at the Hampton's brunch There's an alarm clock ringing on a hot night And a time card waiting to be punched Lying there, on the dirty little futon Mixed up with the overdue bills There's a dirty little orange plastic bottle With the last few dirty little pills [Chorus] 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 thе Mary Celeste Thosе who have little and those who have less [Verse 2] It's a quarter 'til dawn in the dim light There's already a mighty long queue To breathe the air in the factory Sewing up two hundred dollar shoes Like polar bears pacing in cages And a sweet sharp cinnamon smell The white neon lights always blazing Nowhere to hide in this white neon hell [Chorus] 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 Those who have little and those who have less [Verse 3] 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 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 [Chorus] 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 Those who have little and those who have less
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Credits
- Writers
- Dan Wilson
- The Bloody Beetroots
- Tom Morello