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its nine eighteen yeah its coffee colored evening

the headlights spin shadows on the ceiling

and i'm left here with the gideon bible

long strands of her hair trickle down the bed

in my soul there's a little alaska

its eighty below and its dropping

sweet ecclesiastes won't you preach to me

corner store assassin with the glock nineteen

coffee makes my hand shake i'm a frightened boy

if i was jack the ripper would you still kiss me

she's smooth like the girl with the leather like binding

fall into the snow yeah you make a little angel

and i read straight through the book of revelation

saw the astronauts on tv jumpin' on the moon

and all the horses that i bet on

are lame and shot through the head

sweet ecclesiastes won't you preach to me

corner store assassin with the glock nineteen

coffee makes my hand shake i'm a frightened boy

if i was jack the ripper would you still kiss me