Confetti in the Mud
ESL - August, 2007
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G G C Am G
I used to live for music,
what I breathed in was sound,
I had a song for
everything, and dreams in Dolby full surround.
And then, I met a woman and
the music switched in there,
I still dreamed and lived
music, but it was - all about her.
I lived in a dreamed
fever, and much to my surprise,
She actually said yes
when I asked her to be my wife.
We had a short -
ceremony, trading vows aflame,
Then we walked out of
city hall into a pesky, slow, chill rain.
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C G C Am C G C G C
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There were confetti, in the
mud,
A sweet but foolish
gesture, by a friend of mine named Bud.
There were confetti, in the
mud,
I think they tried to tell
me that this marriage was a dud.
I had a real great summer
and my songs flowed easily,
But just before that summer
passed, one day she said to me
My honey, oh my darling,
it's so great to be your wife,
But maybe it is time you
think about a nine-to-five.
I thought of things, the
things men do for love,
How it would raise you
and place you high above,
Things were so rosy, just
perfect it would seem,
But still, once in while
I'd have this dream
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It turned out I had a
hidden talent for code,
In no time at all I could
write programs a la mode.
A year after that I hooked
with this guy named John.
We both got very rich after
starting our own .(dot)com
One day I got home
early, driving through September rain,
It never crossed my mind
that I was driving towards pain.
I entered through the
back door, not to trail in too much mud,
And there in my bed was
my wife with my good friend Bud.
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Early in November, standing
in another rain
I waited outside city hall,
too numb to feel much pain.
Do you think she could
faithful to anyone - hey Bud
Figured I'd return the
favor, got some confetti for your mud.
Copyright © 2007 Ernest Samuel Llime. All
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