Ace of Cups Hung Low Band
M.C. Taylor
Rank spirits in the air
Maybe the horns are out of tune
I'm on a roll and I don't care
I feel like a million dollars
Honey hi
I'm down on the bottom
Well don't it feel nice?
You curse the moon like you hung the sun
Maybe you did but I'll never know it
D.C., Nashville, good goddamn
I feel like 20 dollars
Honey hi
I'm down on the bottom
Don't pass me by
Hey, now
Watch out for Monday, child
Play now, know what it means to me
Bold now
Bold now, bold now
If you love me, why won't you tell me?
Ace of Cups Hung Low Band
Me and you and Matthew
Eastside Sunday, blown-out amps
Philly on the Tele
Honey hi
I'm down on the bottom
Don't pass me by