“MISC LYRICS”

Everything Has to Be Just-So

Stepping down into the day to watch the leaf turn
a praying mantis rested on my western wedding jacket
True story, perhaps that’s why the oracle was silent…

Nothing much is left to chance
One sees the sun only at a glance
Everything has to be just-so
Everything has to be just-so

In the age of cool opinion, let me be wild passion!
And re-edit the ‘Sacred Heart’ video
with a different ending and wig

Nothing much is left to chance
One sees the sun only at a glance
Everything has to be just-so
Everything has to be just-so

So, here’s the deal, ante up:
A club, to cheat death
A heart, so there’s something to lose
A diamond, for virtue
A spade, to dig with

The Wine Of Lebanon

What’s left when Fortune fair returns a thief
Providence is too brief?
What’s left to grieve?
Currency, the bitter rain
After the flood, what remains?
The wine of Lebanon.
The wine of Lebanon.

What’s left when Harvest tugs upon her yoke
Cruel garters around her choke
What’s left to hope?
Strap me down into your chair
Whip me til I beg for air
The wine of Lebanon.
The wine of Lebanon.

What’s left of Decadence after a year
Pulling men from ear to ear
What’s holds her near?
A lottery of empty night
What is left? what is right?
The wine of Lebanon.
You offered me
The wine of Lebanon.
Flowing free
The wine of Lebanon.
So rare and true
The wine of Lebanon.
What can I offer you?
What can I offer you?

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