Elliott Murphy – Doctor Of Mercy (Guitar)

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Well I was walking these streets and it was raining

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And I didn’t know what I was looking for

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But I was looking for something you can’t imagine

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How much I needed to find an unlocked door

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Or an open window that would lead my blind mind

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Out from the darkness into the light

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To the nearest exit, to a little stranger

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With a dirty white smile that looked ultra-bright

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That I would be lifted from my useless concerns

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From my mortal fears of dissapearing from sight

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Into the void, into the infinite wasteland

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Where a million billion years they’re gonna pass right in the blink of your eye

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But I stopped and I took, I took a cup of coffee

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With the doctor of mercy she sat right in front of me

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And all of my questions calmed down so slowly

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Until the only thing that really mattered was if she coming back with me

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And although she insisted, she insisted no

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That didn’t matter, it didn’t matter to me

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Because I had lost my initiative and my incorporation

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I was so unincorporated and globalized, I couldn’t see

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But the only thing that I could remember

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When we were covered with the lights of dawn that made the roses bleed

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And I remember swearing by the shrine of Elvis

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The blue moon of Kentucky would always shine on me

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Here’s to the blood red days of the end of august

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Here’s to the years we swore we had nothing to lose

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And in retrospect I goes I gotta be honest

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Or else I’m gonna suspect you were my only real muse

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But I still easily recall the way she passed my table

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And the crinkle in her eyes the way she walked, the way she tasted to me

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It was just magic the way she did her inuendos

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It was so professional, so polished, you could see

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That she’d been around so many drifters

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So many pretenders, so many clowns

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That I was no different, in fact I was usual

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I was too normal for her to stay around

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Now I’m out of time and I’m out of money

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Well I’m out of hope, I think I’m out of luck

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And all those wonderful things that I found so interesting

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To tell the truth right about now I don’t give a fuck