The Tragically Hip - Road Apples (Deluxe)

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I mothballed a king
I mummified the thing
Put somewhere safe and dark and cold
I, released all the beasts
That didn't pull for me
Swept out the corners of the fold
Well, my skeleton's
A little stunned
Relieved by the loosening of skin

I'm, drunk on naiveté
'Cause it's got a taste
Like nothing that I've ever had before
I, spike the recipe
And turn my inner peace
Into an aching for some more

Well, my skeleton's
Been playing dumb
He's seen this happen many times before

Ow!
Ow, how it hurts
Please, gimme more
Ow!
Ow, how it hurts
Please, gimme more

My one regret
Is that I can't forget
The perfect man I was a life ago
My, two thirsty ears
Good medicine years
Have kept me here so safe and dark and cold

Well, my skeleton
Has come undone
He busts a gut and lays down on the floor

Ow!
Ow, how it hurts
Please, gimme more
Ow!
Ow, how it hurts
Please, gimme more

Ow!
More
Ow!
More
Ow!
More!
Owwwwwww
More!

Credits
Writer(s): Robert Gordon Sinclair, Gordon Downie, Robert Baker, Joseph Paul Langlois, Johnny Fay
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