Ian Johnson

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lyrics: Five dollar corn cob pipe in my mouth
Sitting on the back porch
Watchin all the birds fly south
For the fall
Of Rome
And I can’t wait to go home

There’s needles all over the ground
And there’s not a safe place to walk that I have found
There’s holes in my feet
From these expectations I can’t meet

Too many things have come to pass
Too many things have gone away
Too many things I’ll never have
That’s why I’m leaving today

Empty the bottle
And take the pills
Who ever thought
You could drive somebody to kill

He just wants to be happy
Baby why can’t you see
You’re killin’ him

Too many things have come to pass
Too many things have gone away
Too many things I’ll never have
That’s why I’m leaving today

I’ve fallen fast asleep
And I want so badly to dream
Of you
To dream of you
To dream of you
Even though I don’t know who you are
How far away you are
I just want to dream of you

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tags: tags: alternative rock folk lo-fi garage humor Kansas City
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Empty Bottles (On A Dorm Room Bed)