Suppertime Lyrics

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Suppertime Lyrics by Odds

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an embarrassment of riches 
up ahead between the ditches 
steady on 
pails of blue grass beads and baubles 
in the toilets of the supermodels 
steady on 
watch what you wish for 
as someone else pollutes it 
some see the rarest bird 
and hunt it down and shoot it 
 
let me lose so beautifully 
let me lick the dew from the money tree 
have the moms of world all care about me 
at suppertime 
 
the road to wreckage stretches west 
from survival to excess 
and beyond 
from magic beans and golden eggs 
to swollen livers and tired legs 
trammel on 
the breakfast of failures 
is an unexacting list 
subtract oppurtunity 
you can mix it up with your fists 
 
let me lose so beautifully 
let me lick the dew from the money tree 
have the moms of world all care about me 
at suppertime 
 
let me feel what it's like to have it 
let me battle all of your rich man's habits 
let me cry down the front of a smoking jacket 
after suppertime 
 
let me stand hypnotized by what I'm doing 
smell the orchids by the road to ruin 
when the heirs are asleep and we think about screwing 
after suppertime

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