No Place in the Sun

Swingin' Utters

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    She came over, but I was spent no money involved 'cause it came and went
    I'm so tired, she thinks that's bent
    it fills up my pockets and it pays my rent
    I won't hold my breath for that
    time to come I exhale an exasperating sum
    she said "you're washed up",
    I'm not close to being done
    there's plenty of room in the shadows,
    but not in the sun
    no place in the son,
    my sun
    I'm not even close to being done
    that guy there,
    he's a big boy's hobnob
    he's got no integrity,
    he's a lazy slob compared to me
    he's quite famous,
    but I've got a job
    loose lips take sips
    from the goblet gob
    there's no time for me,
    but just you wait and see
    if I'm counting on me,
    I'll need to calculate now
    she's tired of standing there,
    hey that takes the cake
    'cause the sun comes over,
    and she's always in the way
    (in the way... get the fuck out 'my way)

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