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The Meanest of Times

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2007

Rude Awakenings

Dropkick Murphys

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The bed was still warm where I slept

From these hours I wish to forget

With the night still fresh on my breath

I awoke to the grim face of death

I thought it was all just a nightmare

I guess it was true

As I crawled across the floor for the door

From one room I don't know to the next

There was nothing familiar around

And it just ain't my style to leave the seat down

I pulled on my clothes still half in a dream

As I struggled with my conscience & a multidirectional stream

(What ya take her for)

I buried my loneliness with her for the night

Then I left with new symptoms no antidepressant could cure

(What ya take her for)

She took me for all I was worth

May I remind you that ain't much at all

A meaningless gesture in the meanest of times

As it turns out you weren't worth the call

I though it was all just a nightmare

I guess it was true

But now I'm left with a daily reminder of you

With equal surprise she opened her eyes

Sat up and shouted "for christ sakes who the hell are you!"

(What she take ya for)

She cooked me my breakfast then called me a cab

Shoved me out the door & threw the five dollar

Fare in my face

(What she take ya for)

She took me for all I was worth

May I remind you that ain't much at all

A meaningless gesture in the meanest of times

As it turns out you weren't worth the call

I though it was all just a nightmare

I guess it was true

But now I'm left with a daily reminder of you

WRITERS

Alexander Barr, James P. Lynch, Kenneth W. Casey, Marc John Orrell, Mathew E. Kelly, Timothy John Brennan

PUBLISHERS

Lyrics © SPIRIT TWO SMA

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