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On A Freezing Chicago Street Lyrics
on a freezing chicago street we shook
your hands were trembling from all those pills you took
and we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup
and i was barely awake when you got home
and climbed yourself into bed wearing cheap perfume
and sarah screamed your every breath is a gift
if you weren't so selfish then you might want to live
so if your lover should leave don't get too sad
and don't compose epic poems to win her back
'cause when your bird has flown, she'll never return home
though all your life you'll wait she never will return
your hands were trembling from all those pills you took
and we got drunk on cheap red wine in a paper cup
and climbed yourself into bed wearing cheap perfume
and sarah screamed your every breath is a gift
if you weren't so selfish then you might want to live
so if your lover should leave don't get too sad
and don't compose epic poems to win her back
'cause when your bird has flown, she'll never return home
though all your life you'll wait she never will return
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Submitted by
geekthegirl On Apr 07, 2006
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This is my favorite song of theirs, it sounds so great.
i showed these lyrics to my friend who's deaf and he said, "the fabulous life of junkies." haha
"so if your lover should leave don't get too sad and don't compose epic poems to win her back 'cause when your bird has flown, she'll never return home though all your life you'll wait she never will return "
This is amazing.
it sort of sounds like 'all those pills we took' but idk
RICHARD EDWARDS IS A LYRICAL GENIOUS
its amazing, everything.
So potent, so beautiful. It draws so much power from its perfect balance of tension and release. The uplifting, almost folksy melody contrasts with the percussion at just the right moments to evoke a sorrowful yet hopeful emotion- tying flawlessly into the lyrical message.
Utterly sublime, it's art in the truest sense of the word.