Beggar's Guild
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Oh, put it on; take it off, real quick.
On the bottom of the pile, I am feelin' sick.
It never crossed my mind, that my Baby lied;
No, don't keep me in the Beggar's Guild.
So I sleep all day, and I dream all night;
With a bottle in my hand, I take the Devil's side.
I smile real big, just to keep it heed(?)
Oh, the truth about my lack of wit.
So I run like Hell, from the city's glow;
I lose my name, my past and forward,
The folks I used to know.
If I go far away from the City Grace,
And the long reach of the girl who left.
Oh, all along, feel a cold North Sea;
In the blue sky above, it rained a fuel for me.
A man of coats(?), said, 'You're a fool;
Did you ever think that you'd ever win?'
I am taking off my bird(?) skin;
There is nothing to refute myself.
I feel, all alone...
I feel no one, but you...
Don't have a home...
I arrive home, Love, to tell the truth...
No...
Oh, the steep demands of the Higher Call;
Oh, you call all the words, so the cogs won't stall.
I burned my clothes, and then I gut my soul,
And pretend that I was never born.
Aah-Yeah!
Oh, my, oh my; you have learned(?)
With your head out on the floor,
I could've chose your words.
I give her my heart,
But she wants no part,
So I sold it to an antique store.
So, I dug a hole, four-thousand miles down;
To the center of the Earth,
Where I will not be found.
Memories of the Moon,
Sayin', 'See you soon.'
Oh, I was always partial to the Sun.
I was, guilted by two, men of the law;
They said, 'We're takin' you downtown;
Forget about your car.'
Hell's no place for a wandering face;
Go take it up with Beelzebub.
You laugh as you pull out, My Love;
I was never really much, Love.
I feel, all alone...
I feel no one, but you...
Don't have a home...
I have, only, to tell the truth...
No...
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