Brian Cullman - Brian Cullman lyrics

[Verse 1] Later that same day When she gathered all her clothes And put on all her secrets, and her rings Her heart came undone With the setting of the sun And most of all She knew then, a drink [Chorus] What good are dreams that come true What good is the earth If they give you the moon It's a spoiled child's blues When a spoiled child cries The seven silver ambulances Waiting outside Seven silver jets to fly him High above his size There's money in his pocket And nothing left to buy [Verse 2] Have a mercy on the hunger That keeps our soul alive And keeps us from The comfort of our ruin You shouldn't be surprised By the sadness in the eyes Of those whose prayers Are answered too soon [Chorus] What good are dreams that come true What good is the earth If they give you the moon It's a spoiled child's blues When a spoiled child cries The seven silver ambulances Waiting outside Seven silver jets to fly him High above the skies There's money in his pocket And nothing left to buy