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Rob Moir - Crow Stew Lyrics

  • I met Frank on a train to New York
  • With a girl called Celine who brought all the sparks
  • They left Toronto with a pocket full of change
  • To throw their careers to the lions in the cage
  • Oh but Frank felt like the 'waiter Frank'?
  • When he saw me with my arm around Celine
  • When push came to shove
  • I think that she fell in love with me
  • But he never 'acted' oh so well
  • Singers grab your songs with your dirty little hands
  • Righting them wrongs in your radio bands
  • Making young women into much older girls
  • Wouldn't dress down for all the coke in the world
  • I'm safe cuz I'm sleeping next to trophy girls, excess and flare
  • Not the last guy that was me
  • But the one before him died here in a bar fight
  • I'm starting to feel like them soldiers dead in the sand
  • The 'have-not's' and 'what for's?'
  • Are talking about the politics of wars
  • But everybody knows
  • That they don't want to hear about them no more
  • Honey I don't want to think about it, write about it, talk about it
  • Pictures showing death and carnage, celebrity buzz
  • The cops in Colombia will make all sorts of noise
  • Sex tourists down arguing over the price
  • They got beat down and robbed and their passports are long gone
  • Stuck trekking out in the thick jungle fog
  • Still I'd rather be them, then the pigs that you'd meet on a film set
  • Stuffing their faces with the finest of cakes and cigarettes
  • I'm starting to feel like them soldiers dead in the sand

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