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The Jackson Whites Lyrics
Neither Ghost nor a transient spirit
Just a face staring out another window
Looking through all the lights of Brooklyn
Where the dark has a million other faces
I I I like getting lonely
I I I miss this feeling
I I I feel no fear in being
Lonely, lonely – I wanna be lonely
I wanna be alone just like the
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
The city ain’t no place for laying down
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
And damn, if I’m not a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
Never graced as a true companion
I burn circles in the forest of reason
I break off and I penetrate alone
The full weight of the emptiness calling
I I I wanna be nowhere
I I I wanna tell you something
I I I have a barrel of opinions
Lonely, lonely – I am everlone, everlone
I wanna be alone just like the
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
The city ain’t no place for laying down
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
And damn, if I’m not a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
I wanna be alone just like the
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
The city ain’t no place for laying down
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
And damn, if I’m not a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
Just a face staring out another window
Looking through all the lights of Brooklyn
Where the dark has a million other faces
I I I miss this feeling
I I I feel no fear in being
Lonely, lonely – I wanna be lonely
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
I burn circles in the forest of reason
I break off and I penetrate alone
The full weight of the emptiness calling
I I I wanna tell you something
I I I have a barrel of opinions
Lonely, lonely – I am everlone, everlone
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
The Jackson Whites
I feel the apocalypse is
Within my sight
Mother when you see your blue eyed boy
Would you still love him now?
There’s better wage in hell than here right now
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a dying man
I lie dying in a hole
I’m a
Song Info
Submitted by
ricoetc On Oct 31, 2009
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I believe this is about Ginger spending time alone in New York, like he also sings about on 'You Took The Sunshine From New York' on the same album ('Chutzpah!'). The Jackson Whites are mountainfolk from New York, who are obviously alone and cut off from society - something Ginger must enjoy after being on the road for a long time. He also lives in New York himself, so I just have an image of him looking out at the 'lights of Brooklyn' and thinking about the Jackson Whites.