Black Eyed Morning, by Dog Without Warning

Black Eyed Morning

from a hundred things I would do differently by Dog Without Warning

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lyrics

Sunday morning,
up with the blowing horn across the road
I lift my head up off my stone-shaped jacket
Isabella's jade is like a mirror
as it drags across our one comfortable pillow

the engine's groaning
and Robert moaning that his mom don't give a shit
she only says that she should have her own
He's distracted by the popo just in time
for me to look back to my future wife

At the clinic,
I bear witness to the sickness in this world
I wouldn't pin it on the nurses' union
No one's trying to take you precious book
Mister we just wanna take a look

My head is throbbing,
my eye's like a bobbing, and the drugs won't do the trick
But I don't trip,
it's just another black eye morning

You can taste these German chocolate eyes
and you can taste these German chocolate lies
the Dallas Star will bleed you dry
don't look too long at that tattoo on her spine
You cut her daisies til the meadows weep
I know a field of roses isn't cheap
A beach of sand costs many lives
So who will be the one to win the prize?

Monday morning,
head still thumping to the back-beat in my mind
I lay down something lazy in my bed