From the recording Still Around
Written by Chris Gleason
Mule-in-a-Swamp Music (ASCAP)
copyright 2017
Chris Gleason – vocals, rhythm mandolin,electric guitars, bass, Mellotron
Jimmy Ryan – mandolin solo
Lucy Martinez – vocals
Jakub Trasak – fiddle
John Chapman – drums
Lyrics
Saw you walking in your sleep
Gaslight politics
Lather, Rinse, Repeat
Saw you talking to the sheep
Coalitions
Indiscreet
Like a fat tick on a hound
Wears a Leonard Cohen frown
And though the leaves have all turned brown
You’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around
Met her at the winter ball
Fed her jewels and alcohol
Flies around the chandelier
Tinfoil hats as souvenirs
No, she hardly made a sound
In that million-dollar gown
And though the circus has left town
You’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around
Such mendacious alibis
Stole my dirty laundry, though it’s half your size
It’s a fantasy at best
To imagine that you ever would confess
Half a king, half a clown
With a much-disputed crown
Just can’t make it in this town
When you’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around
You’re still around