Kirsty McGee

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Well your eyes are as bright as brass pennies
and your voice is as clear as a bell
I watched you sweet talk your way into heaven
Let's see you sweet talk your way out of hell

And you sing in a very fine alto
You whisper like settling flames
You can make fellas do what you want to
and then make them do it again

Well you swing your way on out of trouble
and you swing every time to success
I've never seen you deal with a failure
never seen you clear up a mess

When all the lights go on on your little parade
of only the bright and the good
You'll be there doing just what you want to do
instead of doing what you should

So get on that train if you're gonna ride
Don't stand there so dumb on the track
There's a thousand fireworks just doing their thing
and you know you ain't ever coming back

All of the demons are waiting in welcome
They'll line up by the track and they'll wait
To wave your good majesty homeward
to a new and magnificent state

All of the angels are anxious to see your bright face
like a star from the bottom of a well
I watched you sweet talk your way into heaven
c'mon and sweet talk your way out of hell

Well I'd like to say I'd led an exemplary life
but there's folk here that might disagree
I've been standing for years in the roots and the weeds
while you swing from the top of the tree

But there is something to be said for being grounded
though you never become well-known
When you've planted your feet at the bottom
when you fall you don't break any bones

So get on the train if you're gonna ride
Don't stand there so dumb on the track
There's a thousand fireworks just doing their thing
and you know you ain't ever coming back

All of the angels are anxious to see your bright face
like a star from the bottom of a well
I watched you sweet talk your way into heaven
c'mon and sweet talk your way out of hell

I watched you sweet talk your way into heaven
c'mon...