Lyrics 39 Down - Lloyd Cole
Cole
I
was
laughing
and
crying
My
eyes
were
sore
39
down
One
lucky
strike
more
And
I
didn't
have
a
care
I
had
eleven
thousand
words
I
could
roll
them
off
just
like
dice
There
were
movers
and
shakers
On
Wannermaker
Place
I
was
holding
my
own
Between
the
dives
and
the
steakhouses
And
furthest
from
my
mind
Was
the
thought
of
my
refection
Coming
back
from
the
machine
Which
said
Everything
is
gone
No
more
carry
on
I
was
bound
to
fall
I
had
it
all
I
half
way
through
the
song
And
not
a
stone
unturned
True
life
revelations
For
the
at
least
concerned
And
I
said
to
my
wife
Do
you
think
I've
said
too
much?
She
said
Well,
isn't
that
what
your
job
is?
Then
when
I
got
into
furniture
It
was
curtains
for
me
But
I
can
blame
it
on
Upper
Street
And
my
Ambrose
Heal
And
still,
furthest
from
my
mind
Was
the
thought
of
my
refection
Coming
back
from
the
machine
Which
said
Everything
is
gone
No
more
carry
on
I
was
bound
to
fall
I
had
it
all
I
was
laughing
and
crying
My
eyes
were
sore
39
down
One
lucky
strike
more
And
I
didn't
have
a
care
I
had
eleven
thousand
words
I
could
roll
them
off
just
like
dice
Just
like
dice
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