damn the lions

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chain link fences hundred dollar cars
nothing in our lives was ever new
the grass was usually brown when summer took the stage
but that day everything was blue
hey mama why you cryin’ am i a cowboy or a clown
what do you mean it’s better if the angels cut him down
so long to another broken toy

dandelions little yellow faces
standing tall in the yard next door
vines were hanging just like the man inside
i guess he didn’t want to live by me anymore

i wasn’t born no blue eyed child
had a rusty spoon to shove
confusion in to anger
anger in to love
but in this down and hollow
where everything is dirt
pride is just a swallow a step away from hurt
why are you shading me when i’d like to see the sun
i walk without a purpose when i’d really like to run
i hope your ghost is friendly

dandelions little yellow faces
standing tall in the yard next door
vines were hanging just like the man inside
i guess he didn’t want to live by me anymore

what about you
what about you what about the silence
what about the end
why not a story instead of your life

hey mama why you cryin’ (am i a cowboy or a clown)
what do you mean it’s better if the angels cut him down
so long just another broken toy

dandelions
damn the lions


lyrics ©1997 john martin
music
©1997 john martin, and jeff siri

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