St. Ides Heaven
Elliott Smith
Everything is exactly right
When I walk around here drunk every night
With an open container from 7-Eleven
In St. Ides Heaven
Been out haunting the neighborhood
And everybody can see I'm no good
When I'm walking out between parked cars
With my head full of stars
trouble
though
stars
right
never
think
things
light
known
night
heaven
smiling
container
brings
smith
answers
between
walking
upside
parked
amphetamines
those
everybody
neighborhood
could
around
allow
fucking
anyone
lightbulb
drunk
eleven
turned
should
every
elliott
everything
breaking
exactly
frown
everyone
gotta
haunting
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