All the things
all the things she gave me
all the things she gave me
all the things
in a big brown box
tied it with ribbon
I wrapped them up
drove to the docks
checked my time
by the old town clock
all the things.
I saw the watchman
he was blowing into
as he walked to the car
cupped hands
he said "Where do you think
you're drivin' to son?
All good folks are in bed
the day's work is done"
I said I'm just lookin' for
all the things
someplace to burn
all the things that she. all the things that she gave me
where I won't have to see them?
where can I hide them
where do I put them It's dark as hell here
this city's gown cold
the devil's in drag
playing poker with souls the lots are all empty
the last man's out
the moon's made of cheese
when I go to sleep
I'll be dreaming about
and God is a boy scout
all the things.
then I'll dream about
churches with
cathedrals and candles
great tall spires
chimneys and choirs
I'll dream about
where I set fire
that place
all the things
all the things that she.
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