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Nana's Soup House, Feb. 16, 2008
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Well I had a bad dream last night
About a war that never ends
And if war means Death, and it surely does,
We ought to leave behind the way that was…
Oh… Cruel Dark, leave me be…
There’s too much sorrow, on too much T.V…
And if I close my eyes, well then I start to weep…
And I’m tired, so tired of sleep…
Well I had a bad dream last night
Our craft was going down
And the Captain’s making small talk
while the Steward serves a round…
Oh… Cruel Dark, leave me be…
There’s too much sorrow, on too much T.V…
And if I close my eyes, well then I start to weep…
And I’‘m tired, so tired of sleep…
And I’m tired, tired of sleep…
And I’m tired of my apathy…
Like the man said, I got to wake up…
Find my voice, yeah, I got to stand up…
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Five to one, baby, One in five
No one here gets out alive, now
You get yours, baby, Ill get mine
Gonna make it, baby, If we try
The old get old, And the young get stronger
May take a week, And it may take longer
They got the guns, But we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah, Were takin over
Come on!
Your ballroom days are over, baby, Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful dimes
Gonna make it, baby, in our prime
Come together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
About a war that never ends
And if war means Death, and it surely does,
We ought to leave behind the way that was…
Oh… Cruel Dark, leave me be…
There’s too much sorrow, on too much T.V…
And if I close my eyes, well then I start to weep…
And I’m tired, so tired of sleep…
Well I had a bad dream last night
Our craft was going down
And the Captain’s making small talk
while the Steward serves a round…
Oh… Cruel Dark, leave me be…
There’s too much sorrow, on too much T.V…
And if I close my eyes, well then I start to weep…
And I’‘m tired, so tired of sleep…
And I’m tired, tired of sleep…
And I’m tired of my apathy…
Like the man said, I got to wake up…
Find my voice, yeah, I got to stand up…
-->
Five to one, baby, One in five
No one here gets out alive, now
You get yours, baby, Ill get mine
Gonna make it, baby, If we try
The old get old, And the young get stronger
May take a week, And it may take longer
They got the guns, But we got the numbers
Gonna win, yeah, Were takin over
Come on!
Your ballroom days are over, baby, Night is drawing near
Shadows of the evening crawl across the years
Ya walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
Trying to tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handful dimes
Gonna make it, baby, in our prime
Come together one more time
Get together one more time
Get together one more time
credits
from Live Cuts,
released November 11, 2008
All credits: Ben Bruce / The Doors
All credits: Ben Bruce / The Doors
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Ben Bruce Seattle
Hey everybody! I’m Ben. I’m a singer and songwriter in Seattle, WA. I’m also a husband and father, a homebrewer, Web master and ideator. I help produce some of the Northwest’s most amazing parties.
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