All manner of men coming at my door
Since the one that was up ain't around anymore
Got one he lay naked, sang Zepplin to me
Drives a matte black BMW SUV
He whispered there's a line of coke right of the sink
He brushed my hair and filled my drink
I can't decide who is poisoning me
Or when I look in the mirror who am I gonna see
 
THESE DAYS ARE ONE LONG NITE
AND I HEAR MY MOTHER CALLING OUT MY NAME
 
People talk about heaven rolling round in hell
Give girls like me something special to sell
I'm sipping on your daddy's sweet vermouth
So it's easy for me to tell ya the truth
I bare this soul, I bare this pain
Least it gets heard, no it ain't in vain
So don't come selling crazy, we stocked up here
And don't forget your souvenir
 
THESE DAYS ARE ONE LONG NITE
AND I HEAR MY MOTHER CALLING OUT MY NAME
 
I can feel the eyes bounce off me
Yeah, you can believe this shit ain't free
And it's alright and it's all true
Keep talking bout anybody but you
Cause when the tears roll they flower my tongue
And where there's smoke it warms my lungs
If you think I can't take the heat
They don't sell crack on Cleveland Street
 
THESE DAYS ARE ONE LONG NITE
AND I HEAR MY MOTHER CALLING OUT MY NAME
 
Temporary Jesus and impermanent fate
While rehab bodies lay in state
Soon I will rest in Orion's arms
Where I can't hear your false alarms
I'll sing with sirens of the sea
A million miles from purgatory
Maybe in morning I'll get some rest
Take another strangers head to my chest
 
THESE DAYS ARE ONE LONG NITE
AND I HEAR MY MOTHER CALLING OUT MY NAME
THESE DAYS, THEY COME OUT OF SPITE
AND I HEAR MOTHER CALLIN OUT MY
HEAR MY MOTHER CALLIN OUT MY
HEAR MY MOTHER CALLIN OUT MY NAME

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Writer(s): Elizabeth Yvonne Cook