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Cold Comfort

This song is by Barry Adamson and appears on the album The King of Nothing Hill (2002).

High rise fall to ground
Nuclear sun sets down
Wounded full of fear
Pass the salt my dear

You try to squeeze juice from a dry piece of fruit
Play your hand right but nothing will suit
Left in the lurch with nothing to boot

Sugar babe Sugar babe?

Down and run the bend
Everyone your friend
Suck to save your soul
Thank your God less whole

You take an infinite thirst to the emptiest well
The sickness don't budge, the fever won't quell
Your cell mate is free, your soul mate's in Hell

Sugar babe Sugar babe?

Hopes in front out back
Watch them fold then crack
You just kissed the sky
With your last goodbye
Sugar babe?

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