Spirit Of The West Death Of The Party
(Kelly/Mann) I offered up a weak embrace 'Till her song began to thin Slowing to a trickle down her chin Every head is cocked and still Her troubles have gone on display We knew her well before she lost her way Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place When genius wears a twisted face How'd she get so way-out there? She's given us such a fright I don't think she'll be coming back tonight Hearing voices from the other side In the darkness they keep her up Trying to push her ball out of the cup Should she drink on that prescription? Mental's not an apt description But even brilliance has it's place When genius wears a twisted face When genius wears a twisted face Pull back the revelry Send in the cavalry The wagons formed a circle leaving her outside with me To shiver, shake & freeze And when she's done Go find the phone And make sure that her Mother's home And then we'll need a volunteer To get her there 'Cause she's not all here