Year Three, Week Forty-Nine: “Ordinary Fuckin People”

Lyrics:

Red eyes, black coffee
Brown whiskey within it
It’s gonna take some courage
if I wanna begin it

No sunlight, no smiles
I just don’t have the range
I give people a feeling
and I’m feeling strange

It’s three a.m.
and I found you one the TV set
Try to tell me you’re dead
but you’re not dead yet
Got a neon church
and a rabbit ear steeple
I can’t stand these
ordinary fuckin people

Dim lights, loose women
on 1-900 lines
I talked to every one of them
nine hundred times
Lay back, my darlins
We’ll think of something to do
Rebecca broke my heart
and baby so will you

It’s three a.m.
and I found you one the TV set
Try to tell me you’re dead
but you’re not dead yet
Got a neon church
and a rabbit ear steeple
I can’t stand these
ordinary fuckin people

Some people sleep at night
and wake up with the day
Who the hell would ever
wanna live that way

It’s three a.m.
and I found you one the TV set
Try to tell me you’re dead
but you’re not dead yet
Got a neon church
and a rabbit ear steeple
I can’t stand these
ordinary fuckin people

Got a neon church
and a rabbit ear steeple
I can’t stand these
ordinary fuckin people

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