Story Behind the Song
Too many loops and too much time. For all you dance club people. My first real attempt at poetry.
Lyrics
BUTTON BLUE
Button blue on shirt collar stain, unsung heroes they're all the same
Uniform, hat covered head; they're so cold, so cold and dead
But I don't pay them no mind; no I don't have the time
Lady fair of body and mind
red skirted maid, eyes kind
Takes you in, out from the cold, so many time she's bought and sold
But I don't pay them no mind; no I don't have the time
Hey lady, red skirted maid, so undecided
Can you tell me, just what have you saved?
Running to confession, with no one to blame
Empty stairwell, with empty walls, invitation, one and all
Record plays, nostalgic day, young man cries, with watery eyes
But I don't pay them no mind; no I don't have the time
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