Elliott Murphy - Graveyard Scrapbook lyrics

Like a railroad train goes with rock 'n roll Like your notes on napkins And your hooker stroll Like a big brick wall right across your heart I won't be there in your hospital room And I wont be there with a snow blown spoon And I wont be there during rainy intermissions You can make time pa** with a deck of cards You can hold your own with alcoholic rock stars You can wear gold rings through your hands and nose But I wont be there in your hospital room And I wont be there with a snow blown spoon And I wont be there for the funeral of your new family And when you find what you're missing You better look who you been kissing Cause the music stops and you'll start listening To the sound of your heart I got a graveyard scrapbook full of sad old news I got two thousand years of the Christian blues I see too many gray men waiting to die So I wont be there when the lights go low And I wont be there as your habits grow And I wont be there like some dead fly caught I your lampshade