we could just pay off the devil
tell him to leave us alone
we're feeling the ache all winter, a strange place for a home
peel off the layers, look at all these clothes
here's some loonies for the laundry, I'll shovel the snow
they say money is the last refuge for the poor in spirit
if ambition is a virtue I won't go near it
why should I save my paycheck when I could spend it all on you
every night is a last chance, every morning is brand new
oh, what does it matter...all is grace.
I saw you dancing in the blue light
it must of been the Jackson 5
cuz I never seen someone do that before, must of been on the other side
we'll do as we please, crash our car into the sea
tonight is feeling just right, why shouldn't it be.
oh, what does it matter...all is grace
what was once her touch is just a whisper in your head.
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