The Dealer is a Hard Man
Hey bro, how’s it
going? Fantastic day, hey, what a bash.
Yeah, I can help you
out with that, Did I hear what about Ash?
She’s fucking dead
Fuck! Today of all days. We’re here to party, you know?
Man, I really miss
her, guess that’s all we can do now though.
She was pretty as the
country back in first year, before she went wild
We had a thing, you
know. I really turned her into the party child
I kept her in gear for
a while, but she went off, then got worse
I remember when I
dumped her, the day she dropped out of our course
Other things, you
know, were more important, her choices ultimately,
yeah, and she was like,
hearing other voices, not hearing me
Last I
saw her, she was a mess just needing to score
I felt really bad when
she said she forgave me – like, what the fuck for?
It’s weird though, we
used to hold hands, and now she’s slipped through our fingers, hey
Gone forever, Man, what
bad timing, on graduation day.
Here, you still want
this? My little packet of shame?
Good on you bro, party
hard! Yeah, go win the game.
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These are lyrics without a tune right now. It might sound something like 'Walk this Way' - something that drunk people might get uninhibited and dance to. But if you'd like to have a go at putting it to music, let me know. I'm happy to rewrite to suit, add a hook line, whatever. As written, each line breaks in two places, if that makes it easier.
There's lyrics to a couple of other songs for the non-existent album around too. It's never going to be a terribly popular collection though...
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