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Heaven's Cabaret Lyrics


Frank Samuel Heaven's Cabaret

[Verse 1]
Maybe I was a little too drunk this time/
One less and I'm not jumping out the window/
Hope when I buried that my friends all sing/
A couple of my songs that I wrote and then forget about me/
Maybe I'm just a little to hard on myself/
To numb the pain I just go and look at every one else/
Tell a brother I feel bad for my sins/
But when i meet Saint Peter, I'll say I'm better than him/
So slow dance, live fast, smoke that, please/
Hold hands, lie some, romance me/
This is what I think about with the lights off/
These are the demons I fight from/

[Chorus]
Ash, rain/
Wash away my mistakes that you find/
Sand, waves/
Break down the walls we've made, don't cry/
Ash, rain/
Wash away my mistakes that you find/
Sand, waves/
Break down the walls we've made, don't cry/
Ash, rain/
Wash away my mistakes that you find/
Sand, waves/
Break down the walls we've made, don't cry/
Ash, rain/
Wash away my mistakes that you find/
Sand, waves/
Break down the walls we've made, don't cry/

[Verse 2]
Maybe I'll just work on my happy face/
Stitch up the sides of my lips so they stay in place/
Build a 401k safety net/
And at eighty stab myself with my own picket fence/
Maybe God will give me a second chance/
Unplug the game before he saves me at the checkpoint/
Maybe I should give it up at this point/
Try to trade my soul for a Redbull and some bitcoins/
Damn/
So slow dance, live fast, smoke that, please/
Hold hands, lie some, romance me/
This is what I think about with the lights off/
These are the demons I fight from/

[Chorus]
Ash, rain/
Wash away my mistakes that you find/
Sand, waves/
Break down the walls we've made, don't cry/

[Outro]
It's crowded for a Sunday, new faces every day/
And I over hear their stories, and they're always the same/
I was a lonely man, I was a troubled wife/
I was a broken soul, I couldn't make it right/
I just ran out of time, to do all I should do/
So I just entertain them, with the songs they wouldn't sing/
They wait to hear their names get called, and pass the time with song and drinks/
And though I'm just like the other men, I made a deal to stay/
So now I play piano at heaven's cabaret/
And though I'm just like the other men, I made a deal to stay/
So now I play piano for heaven's cabaret/
For heaven's cabaret/
For heaven's cabaret/


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