Smiles on their faces
hands in their pockets
Look in the mirror
Teeth in the grin
You be the sculpture
I'll be the truth
What's left a victim
Then again it could be you or me
How does it feel to be me
How does it feel to be the one in the night
How does it feel to be waiting on the corner
Underneath the lamplight where we met
Hands on the corner of the mattress
Your fingerprints are stranded in my hair
All I've got to do is identify you and me
In all the mischief that we breed
How does it feel to be free
How does it feel to be the one in the night
How does it feel to be waiting on the corner
Underneath the lamplight where we met
Lies a dungeon in the shadow of a grating
Understood by no-one for free
Dust covered corners seep through darkness
Try to find a way to be real
How does it feel to be real
How does it feel to be the one in the night
How does it feel to be waiting on the corner
Underneath the lamplight where we met
Smiles in their pockets
Hands on their faces
Teeth now are hidden
The grin, the grin
The grin has gone away long ago...
Recorded in quarantine, the latest from Blues Lawyer hits the indie pop/post-punk sweet spot, and will be out on 5x7 flexi in August. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 30, 2021