mother hips – shootout lyrics
would you please not get so angry
when i roll over on my side?
i get tired, finally, in the morning
i’ll get a chance to talk to you down the line.
and if the world is getting smaller,
evangeline, how come i have to holler ever louder in the music halls at night?
i would love to do a token for you,
a beautiful bouquet.
but flowers only come around when something goes down
and in hours, they decay
i heard the universe expanding,
evangeline, when i was standing in the spotlight at the music hall last night.
i never sang my songs in compet-tion
for you or anybody else
but this shootout on 22nd avenue
i’m gonna lose, tangled up in doggerel.
and if the world is getting smaller,
evangeline, how come i have to holler ever louder in the music halls at night.
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