Look Alive

And if my hair won't comb, you can read my homage to a love poem
If it's all a long con, you can fish my money from a coy pond
At best a shaky maybe
Strumming the old banjo, baby
Choking out a song never meant to be
And if my breath won't fog, you can rub my scent into a good dog
And if my screw won't snug, you can roll my soul up in a throw rug

At best a shaky maybe
Strumming the old banjo, baby
Snuffing out a torch that was held for me
I wish I could sing that song
I wish I could sing that song
The one that makes the ordinary extraordinaire
I wish I was here

Play "A Love Supreme" when I'm but a dream
You can clip a little off the top, that's fine
But don't rouge my cheeks
I'll never look alive
And if that chain won't reach, you can sail my coffin on a tar beach
And if my death won't take, slip a sharp mill-bastard in a pound cake

At best a shaky maybe
Strumming the old banjo, baby
Snuffing out a tune never meant to be
I wish I could sing that song
I wish I could sing that song
The one that makes the ordinary extraordinaire
I wish I could sing that song
I wish I could sing that song
I wish I could sing that song
I wish I could sing that song



Credits
Writer(s): Joe Pernice
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