Swingin' Utters - Lampshade lyrics

My Accordion is shining in the light of the moon from the sky And I sit here alone and drinking with the windows and doors open wide My hand got tired an hour ago and the words on each sheet turned blank white no, there's no room in the this house for your company, dear maybe tomorrow you can come inside The preacher's turned to dictation 'cause the lord has got letters to send There's nothing for me to believe in, either, I've just gone to trying to pretend And the rain is falling slowly like faltering drums outside and the weathermen are confused because they can never read the sky someday we may even be friends again and I hope just that thought is enough You're a weathered old prince and the state I'm in hopefully won't hurt our one night together that much Moon, shine, you're a lampshade For the drunken old bats and their evening Shine on, you'll forgive me For missing your last requiem I'm all alone this evening as I'm along almost every day and It's these sad-sack times that I miss them all but if they were here I'd wish them away If they'd send me a vase of flowers Or better yet those aborted hours Drunken hours of endless time left to die In everyone's memory but mine