Joshua James – Wilted Daisies (Guitar)

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Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row

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on the top of Mount Vernon in the dirty snow

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where the shadow sings of sunshine like a dying crow

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pretty, pretty wilted dasies all in a row

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You're waving high into the night time of a New York street

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Your newly painted yellow taxi has dirty seats

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You're racing quick into the nightclub, so that you can see

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The same old sick and sadly strangers always seem to meet

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Cuz it's a long way to and a short ride from the top

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it's a rotten middle finger and the cancer will not stop

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it's a long way to and a short ride from the top

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your hand begins to slip or they cut

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either way you drop

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Your small apartment is a mess but you don't seem to care

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the dirty dishes in the corner go with the broken chair

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Higher grows the stack of bills that calmly declare

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if you don't pay within a week then your shit is theirs 

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You go to work Monday through Sunday, open to close

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the seven dollars that they pay, son, is good as a broken nose

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when no one's watchin' you pull your pants down and touch your toes

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your undercut n' your exploited but that's how the country grows 

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Cuz it's a long way to and a short ride to the top

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it's a rotten middle finger and the cancer will not stop

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it's a long way to and a short ride from the top

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your hand begins to slip or cut

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either way you take what they have stolen

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or you try to break what can't be broken

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you can speak what you believe

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but every thought comes preconceived

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you try to wash your hands of this

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clear your conscience and dismiss

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pretend our problems don't exist

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we're takin' aspirin for a broken wrist

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cuz it's a long, long way to the top

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it's a rotten middle finger but the cancer will not stop

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it's a long, long way to the top

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your hand begins to slip or cut

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either way we