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Let the wires ring


Oh, one small thing
Push your neck veins bulbous and make those wires ring

That little voice has passed
But here's a body asked to last
Demanded by your ignorance
To carry on this stepping step
And where did I come up with you
That lets me rest so far and few ?
But I will just commend the day
Your moves will court my corpse to stay

Here we're sharing this boat
One hull which threatens to crack
We have a good thing
Make those wires ring

Just keep playing, darling, keep on them keys
The customers ain't paying for you to rest yourself at ease
And stop moaning those tunes
There's no money in our ruin
There's no rhythm in your fall
There's nothing to dance to at all
In dripping make-up, in sloppy clothes
In faded beauty, in lonely throes

The next [wave ?] washed your pretty face
And keep in mind that Johnny Ace
Was drunk, was fucked, was not on stage
When he made that silly move he made
And only after once dead we
Adore him more, and all that money
After when his corpse was cold
That ugly memorable [?]
Who shot the Christmas spirit down
And lit a fame, that half-made clown
It's every day, it's here at work
That money comes, [when glory bursts ?]
[Behind ?] our eyes it hangs
Wildly it clangs
With that black piano
Which we don't [even own ?]

Here we're sharing this boat
One hull which threatens to crack
We have all the good things
Make those wires ring