Blues and Gems
Oh we take our poisons
And get our fill of them
We haven't got much more than that
To make us see the gem
You are when you're around
And keeping us from the living dead
Selling themselves to everyone
To earn a little bread
But we're not like those folks
We see there are other things
To do in our short lives
At least that's what I hear when you say
"The blues have come to stay
But I try to get by
On what I can find
Before we're set to die"
We're dying
We're fucking dying
And get our fill of them
We haven't got much more than that
To make us see the gem
You are when you're around
And keeping us from the living dead
Selling themselves to everyone
To earn a little bread
But we're not like those folks
We see there are other things
To do in our short lives
At least that's what I hear when you say
"The blues have come to stay
But I try to get by
On what I can find
Before we're set to die"
We're dying
We're fucking dying
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Writer(s): Stephen Huddlestone
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