Bradford Evans - Gwynplaine Lyrics

Well I can see you sliding over from the hard wood floor
With the scent of something sinister seeping through the pores
Each time it gets like this the innocence just slips out the door
So let's talk it out
And talk about talk about talk about my love
Let's talk about talk about talk about my love
Cause every clown wears a smile on the town my love
Let's talk about talk about talk about my love

Carnival of Souls in my rearview
Laughing any time that it seeps through
I'm not what my body's trying to tell you.
So keep that shirt on while we play that's cashmere babe..
Bought with coupons I'd like some poupon with my Earl Grey
There's nothing wrong with saving face
When there's no face to save they just marked it this way
Feel like Gwynplaine
Too many pounds in this bedframe
Why can't I do more? I'm paralyzed in this state