Wilted Daisies Lyrics

Song	Wilted Daisies
Artist	Joshua James
Album	Build Me This (Bonus Track Version)
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	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row
	On the top of Mt. Vernon in the dirty snow
	Where the shadows sing of sunshine like a dying snow
	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row

	You’re waving high into the night time of a New York street
	Your newly painted yellow taxi has dirty seats
	You’re racing quick into the nightclub, so that you can see
	The same old sick and sadly strangers always seem to meet

	Cause it’s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It’s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It’s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	Well, your hand begins to slip or they cut and either way you drop

	Your small apartment is a mess but you don’t seem to care
	The dirty dishes in the corner go with the broken chairs
	And higher grows the stack of bills that calmly declare
	If you don’t pay within a week then your shit is theirs

	You go to work Monday through Sunday, open to close
	The seven dollars that they pay you, son, is good as a broken nose
	When no one’s watching, pull your pants down, touch your toes
	You’re undercut and you’re exploited but that’s how our country grows

	Cause it’s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It’s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It’s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	And your hand begins to slip or they cut

	Either way you take what they have stolen
	Or try to break what can’t be broken
	You can speak what you believe
	But every thought comes preconceived

	You try to wash your hands to this
	Clear your conscience and dismiss
	Pretend our problems don’t exist
	We’re taking aspirin for a broken wrist

	Cause it’s a long, long way to the top
	Oh, it’s your rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It’s a long, long way to the top
	Well, our hands begin to slip or they cut, either way we

	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row
	On the top of Mt. Vernon in the dirty snow
	Where the shadows sing of sunshine like a dying snow
	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row

	You' re waving high into the night time of a New York street
	Your newly painted yellow taxi has dirty seats
	You' re racing quick into the nightclub, so that you can see
	The same old sick and sadly strangers always seem to meet

	Cause it' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It' s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	Well, your hand begins to slip or they cut and either way you drop

	Your small apartment is a mess but you don' t seem to care
	The dirty dishes in the corner go with the broken chairs
	And higher grows the stack of bills that calmly declare
	If you don' t pay within a week then your shit is theirs

	You go to work Monday through Sunday, open to close
	The seven dollars that they pay you, son, is good as a broken nose
	When no one' s watching, pull your pants down, touch your toes
	You' re undercut and you' re exploited but that' s how our country grows

	Cause it' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It' s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	And your hand begins to slip or they cut

	Either way you take what they have stolen
	Or try to break what can' t be broken
	You can speak what you believe
	But every thought comes preconceived

	You try to wash your hands to this
	Clear your conscience and dismiss
	Pretend our problems don' t exist
	We' re taking aspirin for a broken wrist

	Cause it' s a long, long way to the top
	Oh, it' s your rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long, long way to the top
	Well, our hands begin to slip or they cut, either way we

	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row
	On the top of Mt. Vernon in the dirty snow
	Where the shadows sing of sunshine like a dying snow
	Pretty, pretty wilted daisies all in a row

	You' re waving high into the night time of a New York street
	Your newly painted yellow taxi has dirty seats
	You' re racing quick into the nightclub, so that you can see
	The same old sick and sadly strangers always seem to meet

	Cause it' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It' s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	Well, your hand begins to slip or they cut and either way you drop

	Your small apartment is a mess but you don' t seem to care
	The dirty dishes in the corner go with the broken chairs
	And higher grows the stack of bills that calmly declare
	If you don' t pay within a week then your shit is theirs

	You go to work Monday through Sunday, open to close
	The seven dollars that they pay you, son, is good as a broken nose
	When no one' s watching, pull your pants down, touch your toes
	You' re undercut and you' re exploited but that' s how our country grows

	Cause it' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	It' s a rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long way to and a short ride from the top
	And your hand begins to slip or they cut

	Either way you take what they have stolen
	Or try to break what can' t be broken
	You can speak what you believe
	But every thought comes preconceived

	You try to wash your hands to this
	Clear your conscience and dismiss
	Pretend our problems don' t exist
	We' re taking aspirin for a broken wrist

	Cause it' s a long, long way to the top
	Oh, it' s your rotting middle finger and the cancer will not stop
	It' s a long, long way to the top
	Well, our hands begin to slip or they cut, either way we

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