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Best Sunday Dress - Hole

Put on my best Sunday dress
And walked straight into this mess of mine
And I put on my best Sunday dress
And I walked straight into this mess

And watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Pale blue eyes so young
Pale blue eyes so far away
Watch me with his sorrow
Forgive me all his pain

And I've come here to confess
To the wind and the rain and the glorious fame
And I've come here all undressed
For the numb and the dumb both say

The name that you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn
Watching you burn

Pale blue eyes so dumb
Pale blue eyes so far away
Take him to the river
Forgive us all his pain

Oooh, I'm coming undone
He comes from the coal mine
I see you shine like a diamond
And curse us all goodnight

And I put on my best Sunday dress
And I walked straight into this mess of mine
And I've come here all undressed
With the poison and pain to take
With mine that you burn
That you burn

Pale blue eyes so young
Pale blue eyes so far away
Take me to his sorrow
Forgive us all his pain

Comments

( 7 comments — Leave a comment )
jamespolk
Mar. 29th, 2002 05:18 pm (UTC)
You damn hippie copyright infringer.
democritus
Mar. 29th, 2002 05:40 pm (UTC)
Eat me you blasted bourgeousie swine!
jessica2
Mar. 29th, 2002 05:49 pm (UTC)
::gnaws on Demo's toes::

::runs away with pot::
democritus
Mar. 29th, 2002 06:19 pm (UTC)
Marcellus Wallace killed a man for giving his wife a footrub. Better watch it. :-D
jessica2
Mar. 29th, 2002 06:22 pm (UTC)
::pulls the pot out of her underwear and places it gently at Demo's feet::

::backs away slowly::

::proceeds to get VinceDrunk for Good Friday::
hardygrrlx
Mar. 29th, 2002 06:44 pm (UTC)
And just WHO told you about that song??
democritus
Mar. 29th, 2002 06:50 pm (UTC)
Thank you SO, so much!
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