A.M. Darling Sun by The Young Shaven Lyrics

Give us the news
Were you on the muse?
Or was the muse on top of me?
And so licked, washed, and combed by street dogs
Good Boy!
Prick up your ears for me!
Jagged stars and formaldehyde views make this city seen
But you and I (I and you) are on the country tit
So what they spill we ween

The blast of a radio in a faded photograph
Quite simply my dear you are the dawn's laugh

Give us some room there isn't much around here
Give us some room there ain't so much around here
Give us some room there isn't so much
Give us some room there isn't so much
Give us some room there ain't so much
Around here

For one, you are the feel of every sofa to come
My A.M. darling sun
My A.M. darling sun
For one, you are the shape of all my jazz to come
My A.M. darling sun
My A.M. darling sun
So give us your news
And give us your ruse
They're handing us a spade
Your life's a mess they harangue
And the rest has been mislaid

For one, you are the tone of all compassion to come
My A.M. darling sun
My A.M. darling sun
For one, you are the spark of every song that's sung
My A.M. darling sun
My A.M. darling sun