Paradise Is Mine - Afido (02:53)

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Paradise is Mine by Lyman Chaffee

Wake up my sleeping one
The rising sun’s our prison cell
Work all day, work all day
Do it again, do it again, do it

This bird don’t fly
Down behind children cry
I get high with no help
From my friends

We wear the clothes
Worn by the slaves
To make them all pretty
For the emperor’s parade
I don’t need **** on a billboard
Selling me beer

Hey hey see me stand up
Hear me speak my piece into the wind
The sun don’t shine on everyone
Big and small just the same

None of these men can
Defend their own ends
So pretend to know more
Than they do

Luck ain’t a lady
Just a punch-drunk old
Half-wit punk
Killing time, poorly rhymed
Full of lies, dead inside
Blink once for yes
Blink twice if you need to go

Take care of the life that you lead
While me and my dog we sing in harmony
This candy-colored hot house that I call a home
Is a fine place to be
Everything under the sun casts a shadow
Except for me
Take the cash from the coffee can
A suitcase of clothes
Grab the shotgun from under the bed
Leave a note for my mother
‘cause I’m going undercover

I drive all night
Eat my meals by the light
Of the dashboard’s silver glow
I no longer pray
What’s the point in this age
When you’re right or you’re red
The left is dead
Back and forth
With a fifth of scotch
There’s tape delay
And hell to pay
We all feel that
We ain’t ok

Kiss me again like you
Mean it to last me
I need to feel that
I wasn’t a fool

Let it be a lie that
You died and I cried
My mind is on you all the time

Radiator
Gladiator
See you later
Feeling sicker
Pass the liquor
Aches and pains
Are everything
We see and share
The space between
The skin and hair
The wind is blowing
Down the line
Paradise is mine
Paradise is mine