Manchester Orchestra
Manchester Orchestra - Golden Ticket lyrics
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Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said, Right before that operator made us disconnected. Please take care of yourself was the last thing I said, Right before that operator made us disconnected. If you can hear me right now, I've got a formula vow That swears I'll do my best to figure out this situation. First of all I'll explain why I caused all that water But never fixed that leaking pipe that floods us to the sealing. An empty shot glass doesn't lie so I fulfilled my appetite And crossed my fingers that the good Lord will take care of you and I again. So now that I found it, I'll tie the ropes around it. And make sure that the bottle never bothers us again. Well I promise this time really. yeah? I'm cleaning up sincerely. yeah. And I'll make sure that the devil never bothers you again. How I wish that you had sold me on all of those big goals Of being a good father not a careless liar. Well am I really that old, ignorant or to slow To realize I have lost my golden ticket back home?