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Love and Air

© 2014 Robert Morris Black / Leprechaun Club Music (ASCAP) All Rights Reserved.


The sky falls on your head like arson flies
You’re left for dead under the big blue
Up the creek and down the loo
Now you can’t breathe
Like your collar’s too tight
Like someone put out the light
And now your blood begins to seethe
 
It started like loving to end up hating
You thought that you were breathless
But you were just suffocating
And when you start feeling foul ‘cause life’s not fair
You start looking for a little Love and Air
 
From every arm’s length
You’re being accosted
They take away your strength
But leave you just enough to be exhausted
You’ve been from the boiler works to the bread line
Trying to put pepper in your pot
But you’re taken out more often than not
 
It’s like a dream but you can feel the sting
You say you’d die for it
But, honey, life is far more interesting
When you start feeling foul ‘cause life’s not fair
You start looking for a little Love and Air
 
Now what keeps a man alive?
First things first: heart and lungs
But after that comes the purse
So call a spade a spade
After the money’s there
You start looking for a little Love and Air
 
When you start feeling foul ‘cause life’s not fair
You start looking for a little Love and Air
 
Now you’re rolling in dough and your world’s turning gree
You’ve got your belly full, but your life is empty as it’s every been
Now something is missing, and it wasn’t spent
Until in walks a plum—take a deep breath—and there goes the rent
She took my money and I thank her
From my crown down to my anchor
 
When you start feeling foul ‘cause life’s not fair
You start looking for a little Love and Air