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|Song by Mark Eitzel from the album Eitzel Superhits International|
|Eitzel Superhits International track listing|
So what did you want, dear?
Something more common-place
to sweep up under the rug, dear,
like the look on your face?
Wake up, wake up wherever you are
Olly olly in come free
Were you grasping at straws, dear,
when the tide swept away?
Always dragging that anchor,
iron-cold as your pride.
A fist that squeezes your heart, dear,
and no one on your side
and no one on your side.
Heard you were struck by lightning
that you put it where the vein on your hat
that you fell empty down, dear,
and lay breathing on your bed
and lay breathing on your bed.
The savior answers your prayers, dear,
His blood fills your stained-glass hand
Your grain of sand isn't heaven -
it's just your last stand
it's just your last stand.
You say this isn't for you, dear,
and you give your glasses away.
You're controlled by the things that bore you
and tomorrow you'll slip away
and tomorrow you'll slip away.