Pretty Decent Failure

from The Wait by St. Peter's Dog

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As if the world weren’t burning
Like I needed a joke
She showed up in his sweater
Soaked in cigarette smoke
On pride, on provocation
I offered her two cents
Two short of an answer
Resulting in hound on fence

As if this truck ain’t swerving
Like I needed the luck
Above the freeway like a sailor
Finding nickels in the rough
And now you’ve returned
To tell that same old joke
About the house around the corner
With its windows all broke

Satisfied the day
They pass my grave and say
Not bad, pretty decent failure

These bars aren’t working
Their failure to keep
Is my attempt at a wolfhound
On a midnight creep
Why prior to black bread
High on solitary
I made sweet love with her
In a dream by the sea

These beers are no use
They way they used to do the trick
Out on the avenue a nice young lady
Asked me what I wanted
What a waste of a pretty good thought
I thought I could use a second chance
Around my ankles like a savior
My Miss Grenadine

Satisfied the day
They pass my grave and say
Not bad, pretty decent failure

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from The Wait, released October 21, 2015
Matt Oleksa: vocals, guitar
Doug Graupe: vocals

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St. Peter's Dog Asheville, North Carolina

Two dogs. One Doug. One Matt.

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