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• Artiste: Mendoza Line (The)
• Titre: Love on Parole
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I was blessed to fight with you all night I hadn't even know what fun All they wore was dressed in scarlet and in white, like the whore of Babylon Shook your conscience, held it to the light, tried to see what was written on it I said, "Baby don't ya think, you're being a little bit drastic? There are things in this world that you can't buy with plastic. You blew through your cash like a Klondike miner. Someday you'll maybe feel the lash of the Intelligent Designer." Oh, your doctor died, Baby I believe he lost a-hold of himself Oh, it wasn't a homicide Your doctor was in such poor health And I'm a lot like him I believe I've lost control And those are the terms of our love on parole Oooh, they found us out in pavillions of doubt And cathedrals of longing and death without warning The room(?) readied itself for that transfer of power When you rode right through in your penultimate hour And said, "I can see the billboards and the history written large." You said, "That was no-one's wedding, Baby, that was Picket's Charge." And for all of your talk of ending the fray, There's not a part of your heart that would have it that way Oh, ya couldn't make a cup of tea Without a battle strategy Which doesn't feel right until it takes it toll And those are the terms and conditions of our love on parole Oh, abrasive and unbearable, a half-step from hysterical You stopped waiting for the miracle and started praying for the end Oh, you were never less than charitable But I can think of nothing so terrible As to no longer be your lover and only be your friend Now I could navigate [by those?] complex narratives That which lived and died and lies in state And still [Missed 1] its imperatives And anyway, I was never that interested in your heart and soul I just wanted to see you and make love on parole