| Song | Been Up So Long - Original |
| Artist | Joe Purdy |
| Album | Last Clock On the Wall |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Yea, you walk with the sun on your back | |
| with you're clothes soaking through | |
| on a handle of a suitcase that’s broken in two | |
| and a curled (or curdled) cigarette | |
| that you lit, when you threw the captain | |
| yea and he saw you running | |
| but he wouldn't stop the rain | |
| 'cause he knew the perfect pictures | |
| were lying underneath the train | |
| yea and he ain't your hero | |
| yea but why should you care? | |
| 'cause her memory stills lingers there | |
| and her memory still lingers there | |
| And I've been up so long | |
| And I've been up so long | |
| And I've been up so long that I don't think that I could get down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down | |
| Yeah and Valentine woke me with a coffee and soup (?) | |
| And her long black stockings | |
| And her brown leather boots | |
| And that pen, she writes all the words on the sides of the pages | |
| Got drowned in the flood | |
| Yea and I asked if she would dance | |
| Down to the station with me | |
| But she couldn't hear the question | |
| From all the music in the street | |
| And I would have asked her again | |
| Yea but I knew she'd be thinking of him | |
| Yea and I knew she'd be thinking of him | |
| And I've been up so long | |
| I've been up so long | |
| I've been up so long that I don't think that I could get down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down. | |
| Oh and all of the players, | |
| Snow White, in the show | |
| And the broken beer bottles and my old ragged clothes | |
| That I wore last night, yes and the night before | |
| But I just don't care | |
| No I just don't care anymore | |
| And there ain’t no use in pretending | |
| that you like me if you don't | |
| Because I don't like you | |
| And I can promise that I won't | |
| Ever believe a word that you say | |
| 'cause you're a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| No, you're a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| And I've been up so long | |
| And I've been up so long | |
| And I've been up so long that I don't think that I could get down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don't think that I could get down, down | |
| And I don't think that I could get down. |
| Yea, you walk with the sun on your back | |
| with you' re clothes soaking through | |
| on a handle of a suitcase that' s broken in two | |
| and a curled or curdled cigarette | |
| that you lit, when you threw the captain | |
| yea and he saw you running | |
| but he wouldn' t stop the rain | |
| ' cause he knew the perfect pictures | |
| were lying underneath the train | |
| yea and he ain' t your hero | |
| yea but why should you care? | |
| ' cause her memory stills lingers there | |
| and her memory still lingers there | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down | |
| Yeah and Valentine woke me with a coffee and soup ? | |
| And her long black stockings | |
| And her brown leather boots | |
| And that pen, she writes all the words on the sides of the pages | |
| Got drowned in the flood | |
| Yea and I asked if she would dance | |
| Down to the station with me | |
| But she couldn' t hear the question | |
| From all the music in the street | |
| And I would have asked her again | |
| Yea but I knew she' d be thinking of him | |
| Yea and I knew she' d be thinking of him | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| I' ve been up so long | |
| I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down. | |
| Oh and all of the players, | |
| Snow White, in the show | |
| And the broken beer bottles and my old ragged clothes | |
| That I wore last night, yes and the night before | |
| But I just don' t care | |
| No I just don' t care anymore | |
| And there ain' t no use in pretending | |
| that you like me if you don' t | |
| Because I don' t like you | |
| And I can promise that I won' t | |
| Ever believe a word that you say | |
| ' cause you' re a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| No, you' re a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| And I don' t think that I could get down. |
| Yea, you walk with the sun on your back | |
| with you' re clothes soaking through | |
| on a handle of a suitcase that' s broken in two | |
| and a curled or curdled cigarette | |
| that you lit, when you threw the captain | |
| yea and he saw you running | |
| but he wouldn' t stop the rain | |
| ' cause he knew the perfect pictures | |
| were lying underneath the train | |
| yea and he ain' t your hero | |
| yea but why should you care? | |
| ' cause her memory stills lingers there | |
| and her memory still lingers there | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down | |
| Yeah and Valentine woke me with a coffee and soup ? | |
| And her long black stockings | |
| And her brown leather boots | |
| And that pen, she writes all the words on the sides of the pages | |
| Got drowned in the flood | |
| Yea and I asked if she would dance | |
| Down to the station with me | |
| But she couldn' t hear the question | |
| From all the music in the street | |
| And I would have asked her again | |
| Yea but I knew she' d be thinking of him | |
| Yea and I knew she' d be thinking of him | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| I' ve been up so long | |
| I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down. | |
| Oh and all of the players, | |
| Snow White, in the show | |
| And the broken beer bottles and my old ragged clothes | |
| That I wore last night, yes and the night before | |
| But I just don' t care | |
| No I just don' t care anymore | |
| And there ain' t no use in pretending | |
| that you like me if you don' t | |
| Because I don' t like you | |
| And I can promise that I won' t | |
| Ever believe a word that you say | |
| ' cause you' re a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| No, you' re a liar, and a phony, and a fake! | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long | |
| And I' ve been up so long that I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| No, I don' t think that I could get down, down | |
| And I don' t think that I could get down. |