week fiftynine: amapolas pt. 2

amapolas pt. 2

adelaida
adelade
you’ve got oceans inside you
i’ve got dead weight
i will keep you here
as long as you’ll stay
i want you here
don’t go away

the water’s cold
summer’s gone
the carnival went all night long
i drank so much i couldn’t stand
i sat alone
and watched you dance

you don’t have no kind of sinking ship as good as mine

so hold me now
while you can
i’m part revolution
part comedian
say i’ll run for money
and lie to whoever
i won’t be back for weeks
maybe never

adeleeda
adelide
nothing’s ever come easy to me in my life
i wish i was better
i wish i was true
adelaida
adeloo

you don’t have no kind of sinking ship as good as mine

if you wanted a husband
if you were looking for a friend
if all you needed was a good man
i ain’t none of them

i’m the lawyer’s son emancipated
the colonial prince expatriated
when i left that island
you had oceans inside you
bringing flowers to cowards
adelaida

i remember my old man’s dirty jokes
how he used all of us
and my mother the most
i don’t want to be my father
so bring me your flowers
and stay for the weekend
and sweeten the hours

you don’t have no kind of sinking ship as good as mine