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letra de friday the 13th - christo graham

[part i]

[verse 1]
talent’s only worth what it’ll sell for
live your life for the storyteller types to tell
or waste your days going after something better, something fun

[verse 2]
nothin’s ever come from daytime dreamin’
nothin’ good from waitin’ ’round
but losin’ hope and losin’ steam and losin’ everybody’s patience
when you change it ain’t’t coming in
if there’s what you’ll do
then there’s what you’ll do when that falls through

[part ii]

[verse 1]
i can’t sleep, and i can’t eat
on account of this city heat
i’ll set fire to this old town
so the old hooker latter would come and hosе me down

[chorus]
nothing good ever comеs of this day
friday the 13th, dogs run for shade
and the neighbors move away
t-g-i-f is not a lie
we thank god if we can make it by
[verse 2]
it’s past april, we had it again
boxed out in my coupe, an eight-nine hand
october last month, got put in jail, it ain’t fair
had a hole in the roof, couldn’t post his bail
and he’s still there when it’s this

[chorus]
half this city’s out of whack
people jump in the lake, and sometimes they don’t come back
t-g-i-f is not a lie
we thank god if we can make it by

[verse 3]
you bet this joker’s gonna pay his dues
just wait ’til he sees this morning’s news
these d-mn yankees think they can cheat this town
i’m held back that their ten cities’ coming down
this feels like living in some bad dream
my daddy story ain’t what it seems
i crossed the line and i play it fool
who knew eleven would be so cruel?

[chorus]
nothing good ever comes of this day
friday the 13th, dogs run for shade
and the neighbors move away
t-g-i-f is not a lie
we thank god if we can make it by
t-g-i-f is something we ain’t seen
we thank god if we can’t see fourteen
[bridge]
did you hear about what happened last night?
did you hear about the fight?
last night, and afraid, in a house of ill fate
clowns belonging to house menagerie
mr. meyers refused
to remove his hat
and was politely asked to leave
at which point his clownship began to lash out
swinging wildly with force and intent to cause harm
then the clown and his cronies threw tumblers about
and rushed out, shouting “scram,” running into the night

[outro]
so myers needs a place to hide
and brampton should be nice this time of year

- christo graham

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