Sing Me A Drunken Gospel (Song)

M Mark Heathcote Mark Heathcote
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Sing me a drunken gospel With two hands held together clutched in prayer Ah, I'll bring the sharpened axe To cut that tether binding you to another Ooh, I'll sing you a dawn chorus a song, A drunken gospel, then I'll be gone. Oh, sing me a drunken gospel. Till we get both cold stone sober We'll have such a heavenly choir-of-a time, tonight Ah, I'll bring the sharpened axe So -just you still yourself, but don't get too relaxed And together we'll feel the leather and lace -Of a magic drunken gospel Oh, I want to bite you and kiss you Hear you hiss, when, when I leave you. I want you to claw like a vixen Imbuing all you've got still needs fixing… You still need loving, not rescinding. Oh, sing me a drunken gospel. I want us to meet in that river of love And get baptized all over again At least until the sun rises above And the gaslight of daylight hits the pedal Ooh, my midnight's petal. Oh, my midnight's gospel. Oh, sing me a drunken gospel. Oh, sing me a drunken gospel. Oh, sing me your drunken gospel, my devil's angel.

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