Mercury Oysters
Someone down a cold street
Picks up a dime
Somewhere in a white house
Stamps in God we trustĀ
Neal said, he'd rather burn out
Than rust
What's the part you play to me
A lot of people doing
No one really trying to see
Where is hope in a sick world
They've told me to eat right
Mercury Oysters carry a pearl
So go love yourself
Put your pride on an ego shelf
Older now, looking down at Layla
Clapton told me she'd save ya
I'd rather be cursed
Than stand to lose her trust
What's the part you play to me
A lot of people doing
No one really trying to see
Where is hope in a sick world
They've told me to eat right
Mercury Oysters carry a pearl
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