Zita Swoon - Song For A Dead Singer lyrics

I accept your invitation I accept your lonely truth I've had the information trickle through Some of us like dancing A lot of us take dope A lot of this romancing hits the floor The rhythm of the road And all these selfish clowns The junkies and the booze Go lover go You'll always wear that crown Regardless of their moods Some Mississippi River Took you one bad day Who wounds himself with roses? Who dares the saddest song? Who struggles with his lover's needs? Who dares to carry on? Stay in the spaceship you command Don't mind those people who pretend To be helping one another They're just running their own game They're just stuck with all their fancies They're sick inside their brain They want to carry on and on They want to make us pay But after all the work is done Who minds himself and who just plays? Who wounds himself with roses? Who dares the saddest song? Who struggles with his lover's needs? And stills finds the trick to carry on? Sticks a greenback to my fretboard Skates a junkie through my brain Make a quick delivery Never coming back again