Gladrags

A pinner and no lighter after a search The snow falls as quiet as the dust in the church A pinner and no lighter after a search The shock will always reveal the feel to heal Your're not the only cause for spacin' out And I get down about it altogether A sinner with a head on a shovel What you say might give it away, might lead to trouble A sinner with a head on a shovel To live is to rest and rest might be to give You're not the only cause for spacin' out And I get down about it altogether Does it get better or worse? And I get doubt about it altogether A fella be done when he calls for the sugar Stank to death, short for breath, short for wealth A fella be done when he calls for the sugar To my surprise he's dead to rights, try as I might You're not the only cause for spacin' out And I get down about it altogether Does it get better or worse? And I get doubt about it altogether All the lemons in the gladrags runnin' All the lemons in the gladrags runnin' All the lemons in the gladrags runnin' All the lemons in the gladrags runnin'