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• Artiste: Morning Glory
• Titre: Orphan's Holiday
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I come from nowhere Belong to none No gods and no family tree I'm the itinerant son The secret lust of a nun The black spots on diciety I'm lost as a babe And stubborn as a man So come and save me Just see if you can All the earthly desires Apocalyptic empires- I'm giving them all to you With the sun in my face I'm gonna leave this place And give the whole town a big “fuck you” I'm the lost boy son Or so say everyone That nobody gets high like you So here's what I say- An Orphan's Holiday We're gonna celebrate What you've thrown away Cuz everybody's good at something baby But nobody's good at me The wealth of no man Will pass into my hand I'll inherit the earth when I die No cultural myths But those of the globe And the song of a pauper's cry No monuments to erect No temples to uphold Cuz family is chosen Like my father told And with the sun in The East Going down on The West- I'm watchin' it all unfold Something's wrong with me I can't seem to sleep Something's wrong with me I can't get happy No one loves me No one wants me No one cares All the angels that ride With the cowboy's pariah With god on our money- He must take our side We all fall to hell from earthly ungrace So I'm giving it back to you Everybody's good at something bebe And I'm only good at you