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Show of Hands - Ink Devil lyrics
A second hand summer set backstreet shop that's where I found my clothes not just the ones I'm wearing but the rest I used to own my books on the shelf in the corner my records were lying on the floor my shoes racked next to the counter my shirts hanging by the door someone around here’s gone insane selling my things and using my name running ‘round town, saying they’re me better find out where they could be So I asked the girl where it came from She said I brought it in last week And sold her the lot. I said “no way” She stared like I was a freak My ex-lover just called me Said “that was so good last night” But I haven’t seen her in six months now Something ‘round here’s not-a-right To my best friends I’ve done such wrongs They’ve had unpaid parts in a thousand songs Now it’s me that’s grist for the mill ‘cause my other half is out there still I made an Ink Devil out of my life It’s paying me back now, it’s alive Bent the bars, broke the cage Gotta get it back here on this page Then I sent my picture to an ex-cop Said “please track this man down” He called last week, said “no way Could the man in the shots be found” I’m going to catch my resting place Trap myself unawares There’s a camera in the corner of every room Another one out on the stairs And there I am on CCTV Doing my job much better than me I made an Ink Devil, it’s backfiring I’m outta here, I’m retiring Ayheyhey I know you I own ya I wrote you I’m a man of many parts None of them my own A face for each stranger A voice for every phone If I sit in silence too long I shot down The light goes out and I don’t make the sound I bent the bars and broke the cage I gotta get back here on my page Hey-aye |
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