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letra de fuck the good old days - ike reilly

my dearest love
our welcome’s wearing thin
in the city we find ourselves lost in
word was sent a task at hand back home for me awaits
when i return i’ll kiss your lips and then i’ll dig the grave

i’ll kiss your lips when i return then dig the grave
you bring the baby and blanket
sit way up in the shade
spit upon the stone that sharpens up my spade
you hold the baby
i’ll dig the grave

been a valiant servant to the losing side
but another defeat that beats us down i can’t abide
i’m coming back, i’m lashing out, i’m standing up at last
i’ll kiss your lips, you hold the baby, let’s k!ll the past

the good old days were good for some
but we know they’re just lies
let’s strike our enemy where it hurts most
screaming in the past and by surprise

hit an impasse
the talks broke down
our side is marching in the streets
the other side is hiding out
scheming and thinking about how miserable they are
now that the good old days are almost dead and gone
i’ll dig the grave
i fear my love
our welcome’s wearing thin
right here in the city that you and i were both born in
this godd-mn town’s not big enough for both me and the good old days
so i’m coming back to k!ll the past and i’ll dig it’s grave

i’ll kiss your lips when i return then dig the grave
you bring the baby and a bottle and a blanket
and sit way up in the shade
spit upon the stone that sharpens up my spade
you hold the baby
i’ll k!ll the past and dig it’s grave
spit upon the stone that sharpens up my spade
you hold the baby
i’ll dig the grave
spit upon the stone
hey f-ck the good old days
i’ll hold the baby
you dig the grave

- ike reilly

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