Probably my fav band. Eddie always has something to say.
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You ever hear the storyof Mr. Faded Glory?
Say he who rides a pony must someday fallI've been talkin' to my alter, says "Life is what you make itAnd if you make it death well rest your soul away, away, away"
It's a broken kind of feeling, she'd have to tie me to the ceilingA bad moon's comin', better say your prayersI wanna tell her that I love her, but does it really matter?I just can't stand to see you dragging down again, again, again
So I'm singing, oh this is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's some kind that leaves me alone, you knowOh this is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's the kind that leaves me alone
I used to treat you like a lady, now you're my substitute teacherThis bottle's not a pretty, not a pretty sightI owe the man some money, so I'm turnin over honeyYes, Mr. Faded Glory is once again doin' time, yeah
This is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's the kind that leaves me aloneNow this is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's the kind that, it's the kind that
Leaves me aloneLike a crown of thornsIt's all who you knowSo don't burn your bridges, woman'Cause someday, yeah
So I'm singingThis is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's the kind that leaves you alone, yeahThis is my kinda loveIt's the kind that moves onIt's the kind that, kind that leaves me alone
Like a crown of thornsIt's all who you knowCome on, come on, come onDon't burn your bridges, woman