Songtexte
Pour
me
a
drink
Theresa
In
one
of
those
glasses
you
dust
off
And
I'll
watch
the
bones
in
your
back
Like
the
stations
of
the
cross
'Round
your
hair
the
sun
lifts
a
halo
At
your
lips
a
crown
of
thorns
Whatever
other
deals
goin'
down
To
this
one
I'm
sworn
I'll
work
for
your
love,
dear
I'll
work
for
your
love
What
others
may
want
for
free
I'll
work
for
your
love
The
dust
of
civilizations
And
loves
sweet
remains
Slip
off
of
your
fingers
And
come
driftin'
down
like
rain
The
pages
of
Revelation
Lie
open
in
your
empty
eyes
of
blue
I
watch
you
slip
that
comb
through
your
hair
and
this
I
promise
you
I'll
work
for
your
love,
dear
I'll
work
for
your
love
What
others
may
want
for
free
I'll
work
for
your
love
Your
tears,
they
fill
the
rosary
At
your
feet,
my
temple
of
bones
Here
in
this
perdition
we
go
on
and
on
Now
our
city
of
peace
has
crumbled
Our
book
of
faith's
been
tossed
And
I'm
just
out
here
searchin'
For
my
own
piece
of
the
cross
The
late
afternoon
sun
fills
the
room
With
the
mist
of
the
garden
before
the
fall
I
watch
your
hands
smooth
the
front
of
your
blouse
and
seven
drops
of
blood
fall
I'll
work
for
your
love,
dear
I'll
work
for
your
love
What
others
may
want
for
free
I'll
work
for
your...
What
others
may
want
for
free
I'll
work
for
your...
What
others
may
want
for
free
I'll
work
for
your
love
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