lifeblood: songs: lyrics: free of hope


bricks are dirty
lakes are dead
the family dog is mad
baby brother's science beakers
are all broken
now the yard peacocks are all sad

board games are boring
may they rot on the shelf
big brother's at columbia
university
quote unquote he's tanning beaver pelts

i'm subtle as a billboard
and o so refined
i'm smoking through my chimney
burning up this life of mine

free of hope
free of the past
thank you god of nothing
i'm free at last

free of hope
free of the past
thank you god of nothing
i'm free at last
i'm free at last
i'm free
free at last

a chip on the shoulder
usually means
there's wood up above
but no man at this shiny
oblong table
is very very fibrous

picnic demographics
(free of hope)
i'm scorched and corn fed
(free at last)
ah leaning on the banister
(thank you god of nothing)
i know it's just another 20
20 years of sweat
(i'm free at last)

making up his milkdud mind
gnawing on a charleston chew
oh look inside his hothouse eyes
and, and see his budding youth

free of hope
free of the past
thank you god of nothing
i'm free at last

free of hope
free of the past
thank you god of nothing
i'm free at last
i'm free at last
i'm free
free at last

words and music vic chesnutt


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