Lyrics

Ambulance written by Daniel Lee

Nine thirty rolls about, wandering in groceryland, I head for the fifteen item lane

The bitch in front of me has got at least thirty items and I got smoky cobwebs in my brain

So I take a count of the things in her basket, the total?s exactly fifteen

If patience is a virtue then slap me on back to third grade I think I need virtue this evening


And everything you see is what you want it to be

If I could get back before blame corroded me

I?d melt like whiskey dreams

It?s like driving real fast and then hearing a siren

Getting real scared and relieved at the sight of an ambulance


Back in third grade, they fill the big jar with m&m?s, the one that guesses closest takes it home

The small one who fathoms as large as he can will have something to salivate on

Well the painter sees the colour, the whore sees the lust, the guilty man sees accusations

The priest sees the sins and the broker sees dollar signs, the working man sees vacations

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