Ball Park Music
Bad Taste Blues (Part III)
[Verse 1]
You were the Wizard of Oz with your electric guitar
Flyin' in through the louvres
And handin' me cards, sharks, coffee, cigarettes
You were the sultan of swing in the grand scheme of things
Makin' your way to nowhere and back again
I wring out my hands, I rinse and repeat
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't regret one moment
In the palm of my mind, I can hold it
It'll never go away
[Chorus]
It's gotta be there
It's gotta be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?
It's gotta be there
It's gotta be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?
[Verse 2]
You were the king put in check, just gettin' high on the steps
You're on the stair behind me
Combin' the cobwebs right out of my head
And then a plastic machine, it started paintin' a scene
We were melting into one person
And findin' that love is indeed real
[Pre-Chorus]
And I don't regret one moment
In the palm of my mind, I can hold it
It'll never go away
[Chorus]
It's gotta be there
It's gotta be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?
It's gotta be there
It's gotta be there
What if I can't find it in me anymore?