Store Bio Photos Audio Shows Lyrics Links T-Shirts
The Mourning Sickness
Subscribe to The Mourning Sickness Newsletter!

Blood and Pain
© Enjoy Your Symptom Records, all rights reserved worldwide (ASCAP).

Hear Bruce talking about them Glory Days
About all them ball games, and the ones that got away
Ol' Bruce sits there eating glory with his lunch
How can he begrudge a man for needing a little crutch

Today the cities just might burn
Burn from the flame of boiling rage
Blood and pain

Little Pink Houses come from fantasy land
If I only had one I would be a happy man
Tell me what I feel with your pop-rock songs
I listen to country, so please just get along

Hey mister millionaire, I can think for myself
You take my feelings and display them on a shelf
I'm not imagination, I'm sorry but I'm real
Cloaked in pity for me, disdain is your deal

The meaning of my life, historians can't say
To give voice to the voiceless means you've nothing anyway
This life ain't easy, don't get in the way
Try to speak for me, and you'll put me in the grave

Home Store  Bio Photos Audio Shows  Lyrics Links   T-Shirts