The Sun And Moon Roll Around Too Soon – The Temperance Movement
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I know the sun and the moon They roll around to soon Good luck, good luck I take my morning salvation Slow from my Jerusalem cup Straight up
Undertones in my bones from the last time You sell your truth and I will sell you mine Right or wrong, there’s a longing to waste time Fill up on love and other medicines
I hear you’re wanting some more I hear you’re wanting what’s yours I hear you’re wanting some more I hope you’re getting more
And when the last cycle ceases I’m sweeping up the pieces of you and me I’d go to hell’s farthest reaches To pick you up some peaches and cream Obscene
Undertones in my bones from the last time You sell your truth and I will sell you mine Right or wrong, there’s a longing to waste time Fill up on love and other medicines
I hear you’re wanting some more I hear you’re wanting what’s yours I hear you’re wanting some more I hope you’re getting more
Come lay me wrong, come lay me right Come lay me pure unsatisfied
I hear you’re wanting some more I hear you’re wanting what’s yours I hear you’re wanting some more I hear you’re wanting some more
Undertones in my bones from the last time You sell your truth and I will sell you mine I hear you’re wanting some more I hope you’re getting more