written by Wood and Mother Love Bone

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you ever heard the story, of mister faded glory

say he who rides the pony must someday fall

i been talkin to my alter it says life is what you make it

and if you make it death well rest your soul away, away, away

it's a broken kinda feelin, should have to tie me to the ceiling

a bad moons-a-comin better say your prayers

i wanna tell her that i love her but does it really matter

i just can't stand to see you dragging down again, again, again

this is my kinda love

it's the kind that moves on

it's unkind and leaves me alone

repeat

i used to treat you like a lady, now you're a substitute teacher

this bottles not a pretty, not a pretty sight to see

i owe the man some money so i'm turning over honey

you see mister faded glory is once again doin time

repeat chorus

repeat chorus

like a crown of thorns, its all who you know

so don't burn your bridges woman cause someday

repeat chorus etc....