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letra de a knock upon the door - cass mccombs

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“h-ll!” sang the young minstrel, “hang tightly to your purses!
bitter winter on this blonde city and utter curses!”
the song ended and the onlookers did roar
were i sincere, you bet i’d hear
a knock upon the door

“h-ll!” went the muse, intent, “you take me for granted!
you’ve made me a harlot, if i may be candid!”
the label dropped her, not before they shopped her in a bidding war
were i sincere, you bet i’d hear
a knock upon the door

the tired minstrel, leaving town, heard the muse’s weeping
he turned up the elvis tape in his grey car, creeping
“s-x and death! was i not the breadth among the two?” she poured
“were you sincere, i bet you’d hear
my knock upon your door!”

he said, “dear muse, come here! need a lift somewhere?
you’ve got the wrong man, i was only kidding back there.
i worship you! forgive me for behaving like such a boor.
i am sincere: i hope to hear
your knock upon my door!”

“the causeless cause of flawless flaws has video on you.” she scorned.
“evidence, in none defense, should i have you burned, deformed.
hey! h-ll is real and so will be your sores!
heck with sincere, hark, i hear
a knock upon the door.”

the derisive muse said, “your therapy isn’t working, is it?”
memphis huckster-hitler-hustler! aren’t you a clear yet?
always brooding the meaning of s-x, pretending to be poor.
klock is here! hark, i hear
a knock upon the door.”

his head throbbed under her voice, ubiquitous and soft
beads streamed from his hair, soaking his black t-shirt’s cloth
gut feeling was to leave her words on the cutting-room floor
he thought, “if i stay here, i’ll never hear
that knock upon the door”

muse, exhausted, peered the accosted, her hand on her abdomen
a human voice to her songs, she could not condemn
because of a communion they had had of yore
the blessed day is near, soon they’ll hear
a knock upon the door

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