Jess Morgan : The Longest Arm

from Edison Gloriette - hear the full length record:
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Lyrics:
The Longest Arm (by Jess Morgan)
In a little grey town
everybody's feeling grey
and if you dared say lucky
you could scare it away
a waitress called him 'baby'
then lingered with the tray
she looked him deep down in the eyes
licked her front teeth left to right
and with the longest arm
and the meanest grit
a punch in the air
should sing like trees in the wind
or it aint worth nothing at all
it aint worth nothing at all.
There's a place for caps and jackets
and it's a case of splitting hairs
its been the leanest season
say the bones under the layers
sticking out at all angles
the skin pulled tight in the wind
he feels the flesh tear in the corners
as blood drips on his plate.
and with the longest arm
and the meanest grit
a punch in the air
should sing like trees in the wind
or it aint worth nothing at all
it aint worth nothing at all.
an they had pictures up
of dead actors and italian stars
the shing lights of the Gloriette.
the waitress leans in closer
her hair soft on his face
she wipes his lip clean with the napkin
and smells like pancakes.

[@RossPatzelt]

Jess is awesome!! Love your music

[@leona7370]

Always a pleasure to listen to your songs!

[@rjchesney]

Love , love , LOVE IT!

[@hairyoldhippy]

Hey, cool you added the lyrics (in "show more"). I was singing along.