Chris Phillips Trio: Music
Her Place In Heaven
(Chris Phillips Trio)
Best believe me I'm a tired man
And I know the lure of a Bushmills in the back bar
And I ain't Eire
But in love with green eyes
And I backed off for a time
'Fore I cracked off a moment of my mind
She stands way less than she stumbles and I
I plan to take her home
When she lashes out like Babyshambles
But she smiles and I know we ain't leaving
Til she's barely alive, and barely barely breathing
She's got me reeling
Eating out of her hand now
She's got me reeling
She's got me stealing
Running out with my hands weighed down
She's got me stealing
She's got her place in heaven
Kicking her demons down
She's got her place in heaven
I got no plan now
Don't call it a cut down
When you wake past noontime
And the, the bathroom walls smell of curacao and old limes
I ain't mopping up your liquored down low life
So step up and cry or I'm
Stepping out on you tonight
She's got me screaming
Lungs out to the long sky now
She's got me screaming
She's got me bleeding
Blood covers the wood floor brown
She's got me bleeding
She's got her place in heaven
Kicking her demons down
She's got her place in heaven
I got no plan now