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Postcard Music Lyrics

Buffalo Tom

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You have spoken, the photo's fadin'

And nothin' is goin' right

A shooter's hand to, turn a cheek to

A cough into at night

Leaves are eyes that look inside

A secret society

Here's victory now if, that's what you're into

Just take it away from me

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed

I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now

So it all pours out so easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard

When you get there"

A monkey's tooth an', a lukewarm bath

Stray dog out in the driveway

(Here's Albany, yea)

Here's Albany, yea

(A photo finish)

Photo finish

Just wipe the dust away

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed

I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now

So it all pours out so easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard

When you get there"

Yeah, when you get down there

Send me a postcard

Yeah, when you get down there

Wherefore art thou Johnny Carson?

Retired and never coming back

Backroom basement, a sixty watt bulb

There's nothin' that I lack

"May God strike me dead", she shouted from her bed

I said, "Look at your mouth it's bleeding now

So it all pours out so easily you choose

My version of the truth

When all I ask of you, is send me a postcard

When you get there"

Yeah, when you get down there

Send me a postcard

Yeah, when you get down there

Yeah, yea

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

(Yea)

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

Send to me a postcard from anywhere

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