Middletown Songtext
von Emma Tricca

"I′m all alone in this big house," he says
No cats or dogs to guide the door
But a thought, the thought I'd have
To tinge the brush with color red

"I think I′m gonna pass through this round," he says
With the same sharpness, I will want shotgun
And a thought, the thought I'd have
To tinge the brush with color red


"Friends, I have enough to whistle with," he says
Some for the crying time too
I've got an old blue ′50s car
To make the time turn back

Wives I have three for each, there′s a rose, blue
One for every pit of this wall of them
One for the soldier lining me
One for the father up again

"So I look in people's eyes, come and stage," he says
People′s eyes can save me from
This house, this floor to store
In this bag of bone salt


"When the bottle ends another night out," he says
Whoever's next to me will be kissed
Whoever′s next to me will be missed
To tinge the brush with color red