Lullaby

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Gerry Cinnamon

Gerry Crosbie (born 1 October 1985), professionally known as Gerry Cinnamon, is a Scottish singer-songwriter and acoustic guitarist. He sings in the local accent and uses 'brutally honest' lyrics. more »

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2017

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"I don’t have to tell you things are bad 
Everybody knows things are bad 
It’s a depression 
Everybody’s out of work or scared of losing their job 
The dollar buys a nickel’s worth 
Banks are going bust 
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter 
Punks are running wild in the street 
And there’s nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do 
And there’s no end to it
We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat 
And we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster 
Tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes
As if that’s the way it’s supposed to be! 
We know things are bad – worse than bad 
They’re crazy 
It’s like everything everywhere is going crazy 
So we don’t go out anymore 
We sit in the house 
And slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller 
And all we say is: 'Please at least leave us alone in our living rooms 
Let me have my toaster and my TV 
And my steel-belted radials and I won’t say anything 
Just leave us alone' 
Well I’m not gonna leave you alone 
I want you to get mad! 
I don’t want you to protest, I don’t want you to riot 
I don’t want you to write to your congressman
Because I wouldn’t know what to tell you to write 
I don’t know what to do about the depression 
And the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street 
All I know is that first you’ve got to get mad 
You’ve got to say: 'I’m a human being god-dammit! 
My life has value!'

I got friends in high places and limited time
I got a long list of women who pay me in kind
I got different reasons for wasting my mind
but I don't need nothing when I wanna get high

But I gotta keep rolling 
Just to get by

I got different voices inside my head
I got plenty of demons under my bed
But I don't get scared 'cause I'm already dead
And now I'm walking 'round looking like I've never been fed

I tell a million stories
With no words said

Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby of days gone by
Sing me to sleep, oh sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby of days gone by

Sell my soul to the devil just to get paid
I'm taking one last breath as reality fades
Wasting time on the streets where heroes are made
And now I'm hanging 'round your place trying to get laid

I got different methods
For wasting my day

And I'm turning twenty-nine at the end of the year
Yeah, I wonder if they'll find me in the blood and the gear
I'm in a little bit of trouble 'cause I got no fear
It's like I'm crying out loud but nobody would hear

I got plenty good reasons
For hiding my tears

Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby of days gone by
Sing me to sleep, oh sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby of days gone by

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