Cut loose in a nightmare

Cast off in my dreams

If home is anywhere that I can hang my hat

Then it's coming apart at the seams



My luck is hanging upside-down

I try to hold on tight

But money's rollin' outta town

And love slips right outta sight



Chorus:

And these bones, they don't look so good to me

Jokers talk, and they all disagree

One day soon I will laugh

Right in the face of the poison moon



You look in the mirror

I'm sorry but it can't be replaced

You're thrown straight out in that cruel parade

Buttoned down and laced



It starts like facination

It ends up like a trance

You gotta use your imagination

On some on that magazine romance



-chorus-



One day soon I will laugh

Right in the face of the poison moon



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Submitted by: Paul Hosken