It Was Late Friday Evening in a hard luck December
I saw Looey again I'll always remember
We was laughing and singing in a bar that was dying
When he played the guitar he did everyone's crying
Chorus:All the Girls Was Lookin' Good
Looey did the best he could
Everybody Understood
When Looey Played Damaged Goods
Looey Played the Damaged Goods
He had black and blue all under his eyes
From concussions and colisions and headlong dives
Into Women and Walls in a punching bag life
You lay and you play in the key of Survival
He wore a gray Fedora and he looked mighty scary
Every line in his face held a vision he buried
Then turning away he blew a kiss to a fairy
And closing his eyes he blew a hundred hail MAry's
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Wise men can talk about the rich and the poor
And the poets who go knockin' right on Heaven's Door
But they can't say nothin' bout no friend of mine
It's Put up or Shut up the stakes: lay your life on the line
When they close the bar down they turn all the lights up
Everybody turns ugly everybody shuts up
But his pockmarked face shone like aq diamond in the rough
And he swayed and we played and called the night's bluff
Chorus
German-British artist Cosma Joy weaves indie pop, UK jazz, and Neo soul into an ambitious, airy debut EP that’s perfect for springtime. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2022