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The Reluctant Socialite

The Buddhist Ballet

06:01
Ross Crean
2013-05-10
Copyright 2013 Ross Crean/Knight & Thorne Music. All Rights Reserved.

Lyrics

The Buddhist Ballet

 

Oh life, what have you dropped me into now?

I guess in truth, I asked for this.

I dreamed of living well beyond my means,

A farther cry from younger years

When I begged, and sometimes, stole my daily bread.

Never told a soul til now:

I'd kill to have those days again.

 

There's times I broke my back for what I have,

But day to day, it's never changed.

Still lie each night on filthy hotel beds,

Except for now, I have a name.

And now, from town to town, a masquerade

Where they think I have it made,

But in the end it's still the same.

 

The one single light that was keeping me going,

A strange little girl named Saoirse McQueen.

She witnessed each messed up defect in her uncle,

And still didn't care, cos she swore he was the bee's knees.

 

...But the good lord saw fit to take her away.

 

Just like a cruel father,

Just when the good gets going,

You long to take it away.

Just like a broken record

Keeps moving round in circles,

I've danced your Buddhist Ballet.

If man should not be lonely,

Why do you take them from me?

I hope you've made your last play.

 

To those who love to see me surrender and cry,

I swear, you'll never see me beaten down.

For every punch that you throw,

Just know that I'll return stronger each time.

That's why you really should fear for your life.

You really should fear for your life.

 

Lonely boy in London town,

Lonely boy in Amsterdam,

Lonely boy in good ol' U. S. of A.

 

Oh life, what have you dropped me into now?

I guess in truth, I asked for this.

Oh life, what have you dropped me into now?

I guess in truth, I asked for this.

Oh life, though you may wound me every time,

I won't give up without a fight.