American Blues

Sparks The Rescue

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    And to never see your face again
    Read the omens or face consequences
    That trigger disaster in the blink of an eye
    I spy a tidal wave, head for the hills and pray that we survive

    Your hands are red, Your lies are white
    My tongue is tied
    Another classic case of the American blues
    Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
    Now write it down
    Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

    I'm throwing coins, my wishes never came
    So many coins darling, but who's to blame
    I'd make them all mine in the blink of an eye
    She sighs, you'll be sorry running back to me when karma comes your way

    Your hands are red, Your lies are white
    My tongue is tied
    Another classic case of the American blues
    Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
    Now write it down
    Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

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    Are we damned or just terrified
to watch this world turn over and die?

    Your hands are red, Your lies are white
    My tongue is tied
    Another classic case of the American blues
    Your fiction spread, your twisting lines
    Now write it down
    Another classic crime and are you wrongfully accused?

    I've got this, you've got this
    Classic case of American blues

    Song details

    Composition: Jonathan Wyman and Sparks the Rescue

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