Tertiary Blues

Ain't it piteous
The kids have had their say
And they won't crow about
The riffs you're blowing until you throw them away
Frozen frame of a still-life soap operette
No movement anywhere
Just mercenaries in tertiary markets

A losing bet

Ain't it piteous
The kids have had their say
And they won't crow about
The riffs you're blowing until you stow them away
Frozen frame of a still-life soap operette
No movement anywhere
Just mercenaries in tertiary markets

A losing bet
But still and yet
I will incur no debt



Credits
Writer(s): James Marinelli
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