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Lyrics by Bliss Blood

I make wise men foolish, I make hard men melt
Grown up men all schoolish, feel things they never felt
I make smart men stumble, I make tall men fall
I make the staunch ones crumble, and the brave ones crawl.

All the pitfalls of human desire dovetail in my charms;
All their motives caught in the crossfire when they're melting in my arms.
What they want, and how hard they want it, that's all they understand
How hard it is for them to get it, when they fall how hard they land.

I make sweet men sweeter, bring the big ones down to size;
What I love best are the poets, I make them rhapsodize.
I make the lustful ones kittens, have them eating from my hand;
Every single one is smitten, I turn the good ones into grand!

Like a bird on barbed wire, singing in a storm,
I never tire of playing fascination from dusk 'til morn.
In the sport of knaves, I keep my profile low;
Took so many wrong turns, I ended up right back at "go".


from Bliss Blood & Al Street UNSPUN, released March 17, 2015
Music & lyrics by Bliss Blood & Al Street

Bliss Blood, vocals, ukulele, lyrics
Al Street, guitars



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Bliss Blood Brooklyn, New York

Bliss Blood is a songwriter and vocalist who lives in Brooklyn.

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