Cut loose in a nightmare
Cast off in my dreams
If home is anywhere that I can hang my hat
Then it's coming apart at the seams
My luck is hanging upside-down
I try to hold on tight
But money's rollin' outta town
And love slips right outta sight
Chorus:
And these bones, they don't look so good to me
Jokers talk, and they all disagree
One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon
You look in the mirror
I'm sorry but it can't be replaced
You're thrown straight out in that cruel parade
Buttoned down and laced
It starts like facination
It ends up like a trance
You gotta use your imagination
On some on that magazine romance
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One day soon I will laugh
Right in the face of the poison moon
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Submitted by: Paul Hosken
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