Counting Crows - August And Everything After lyric
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They're wakin' up Maria
Cause everybody else has got someplace to go.
She makes a little motion, with her head.
Rolls over
And says she's gonna
sleep for a couple of minutes more
I've said "I'm sorry" to Maria for all the
cool hearted things that i have done
I've said "I'm sorry" by now,
at least once to just about everyone
She says, "I've forgotten what I'm supposed to do in the day
And it slips my mind what
I'm supposed to say,
I'm getting older and older and older
And always a little farther out of the way.
You look into her eyes and it's
more than your heart will allow
In August and Everything After,
you get a little less than i expected somehow
Well I stumbled into Washington Square just as the sun
began to rise
I walked across the lawn
to the cathedral and lay down
in the shadow of
St. Mary's in the sky
I'm just one of these late model
children waiting for the king
But there ain't no sign of
Elvis in San Fransisco It's just me,
and
I'm playing this rock and roll thing
She wants to be just like me
I want every damn thing
I can see.
One day you're Daddy's little angel,
The next day you're everything he wanted you to be
They dress you up in white satin
And they give you your very own pair of wings
In August and everything after, I'm after everything.
I said, "la la la la la la la la la la la laa la"
Now i got my reservations, and i got myself a million doller home.
And i got the number, of some girl in New York City,
Who's always wide awake so i never have to spend the night alone.
I got this nasty little habit of peeking down the shirts
Of all the little girls as they pass me by,
And i wonder, when it all catches up to me
And they finally bring me down?
Did you think I was gonna cry?
Well, I already got my disease,
So take your fucking filthy hands off of me
And I hope you don't expect me to be crucified,
The best that they can do is just to hang me from the nearest tree.
'cause it's midnight in San Fransisco,
And i'm waiting here for Jesus on my knees.
In August and everything after,
I want somebody else, to bleed, for me.
I said, "la la la la la la la la la la la laa la,
Oh na na na na na na na naa na na na."
Well i came down from North Dakota,
'Cause I had confidence in the military mind.
Now everyone i know, is turning show-girl,
And dancing with their shirt off in some Las Vegas hotel line.
So i'm goin' to New York City, 'cause it got a little sleazy here for me.
When i find myself alone, i know i'm never going home,
You make the changes, the changes that you need.
But i no longer know how to pray.
And i live in a dog town, and it's a dalmation parade.
I change my spots, over and over,
But they never seem to fade away.
I am the last remaining indian,
Looking for the place where the buffalo roam.
In August and everything after, man them buffalo aint never coming home.
In August and everything after, man them buffalo aint never coming home.
Na na na....
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