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Soup's On

by Tone Deaf Poet on album Forbidden Country
released 2018-09-14 01:43:00
Pop
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Lyrics

 

Soup’s On

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Soup’s on, you’re already gone

 

Once I get a bit of  traction

 

Under my feet

 

The open road is calling me

 

 

 

I am still no good at small talk

 

Witty gritty jibber jabber

 

You know many men who blabber

 

Underperform between the sheets

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Story of my life written

 

In some incoherent song

 

With them suicide refrains

 

The creator does no wrong

 

 

 

He never explains

 

His love plain Jane

 

Let me walk you down

 

Bad memory lane

 

 

 

There are botched real-estate deals

 

Dream abodes no one gets to own

 

Everything else will soon be revealed

 

Should you get to the great unknown

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Not one for sudden fame

 

I bailed before it came

 

The readers always claim

 

My heads not in this game

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Soup’s On

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Soup’s on, you’re already gone

 

Once I get a bit of  traction

 

Under my feet

 

The open road is calling me

 

 

 

I am still no good at small talk

 

Witty gritty jibber jabber

 

You know many men who blabber

 

Underperform between the sheets

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Story of my life written

 

In some incoherent song

 

With them suicide refrains

 

The creator does no wrong

 

 

 

He never explains

 

His love plain Jane

 

Let me walk you down

 

Bad memory lane

 

 

 

There are botched real-estate deals

 

Dream abodes no one gets to own

 

Everything else will soon be revealed

 

Should you get to the great unknown

 

 

 

Soup’s on, a lower flame

 

Fires I’ve yet to tame

 

The poet puts to shame

 

Lovers without a name

 

 

 

Not one for sudden fame

 

I bailed before it came

 

The readers always claim

 

My heads not in this game

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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