Jon Langford

I Can't Find My Money
People say I'm happy and I like a drink or two Suspended in the darkness I weep like a child The Policeman smiled he was proud of his town He knew he was the only law around I called you on the phone a million miles away They told me you had gone how long they couldn't say I shut myself in a cupboard and put on your clothes And as for you my darling there's nothing more to say We talked ourselves to death just lie awake till daym And in the mornin' sunshine I'll spit like a dog And steal all your clothes while you're sleeping like a log I sleep the sleep of faithlessness Lying underneath your bed of nails Listening to your cries in the silence of the night As your body crashes down above my happy smilin' face Oh kind Policeman please take me to jail My crimes arc as many as the lines on my face The beds l've tossed and turned in The goodbyes I have said Stretch out like gravestones on the road ahead I can't find my money Oh no! I can't find my money... From Letras Mania