Lyrics of Dying on the Vine by John Cale
verse
I've been chasing ghosts and I don't like it
I wish someone would show me where to draw the line
I'd lay down my sword if you would take it
And tell everyone back home I'm doing fine
verse
I was with you down in Acapulco
Trading clothing for some wine
Smelling like an old adobe woman
Or a William Burroughs playing for lost time
chorus
And I was thinking 'bout my mother
I was thinking about what's mine
I was living like a Hollywood
But I was dying on the vine
bridge
Who could sleep through all that noisy chatter?
The troops, the celebrations in the sun
The authorities say my papers are all in order
And if I wasn't such a coward, I would run
verse
I'll see you when all the shooting's over
Meet me on the other side of town
Yes, you can bring all your friends along for protection
It's always nice to have them hanging around
chorus
I was thinking 'bout my mother
Was thinking about what's mine
I was living my life like a Hollywood
But I was dying, dying on the vine
Writer(s): John Davies Cale, Larry J. Sloman
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Album • 1985 • 9 tracks
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