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Artist: Patty Griffin Album: Living With Ghosts Title: Mad Mission
We were drinking like the irish But we were drinking scotch Bartender turned on a movie Everybody turned to watch And every single eye was gleaming As he reached the final scene Well, at least mine did Here's lookin' at you, kid
It's a mad mission Under difficult conditions Not everybody makes it To the loving cup It's a mad mission But i got the ambition Mad, mad mission Sign me up
I think i've seen the look before,yes, It's kind of non-commital It says come hither, baby, but then he's hard wood to whittle It says it don't mean a thing, but still, somebody does He'd like you to join the club that likes to say There's no such thing as love and
It's a mad mission Under difficult conditions Not everybody makes it To the loving cup It's a mad mission But i got the ambition Mad, mad mission Sign me up
Sometimes you find yourself Flying low at night Flying blind and looking for Any sign of light You're cold and scared, and all alone You'd do anything just to make it home
It's a mad mission Under difficult conditions Not everybody makes it To the loving cup It's a mad mission But i got the ambition Mad, mad mission Sign me up
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