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Cold Comfort by The Worldly Self-Assurance

Did you exchange cold comfort for change?
Does that explain the rage you engaged?
Where on the farm were you so very harmed?
Did the alarm keep you warm?

CHORUS
Cold comfort in your heart
Shivering for days
Let’s leave winter behind
And find us a heat wave
Sunshine City
Sunshine City
Grab your stuff let’s go

You planned and ran the whole damn scam
Lying your way from Bombay to Japan
Leaving a wake of ache and mistakes
A snake that quaked until it woke up

CHORUS

namamugi namagome namatamago

Baby maybe making pie
abating pain belated by
becoming my mate's alibi
before it became "coming by"

CHORUS

Cold Comfort - Frankie Big Face

I have a tale, perhaps you've heard
My baby left without a word
And yes, I see the irony
I don't need it explained to me

She found my stutter quite absurd
And often played the mockingbird
The words would bottle up in me
I tried in vain to set them free

And now that's she gone, I find my stammer's moved away
And though I miss her so much, you know it's easier to say

CHORUS
Lost love lingers, sticky finger-flicking fuss
Saw dust, surface rust, arrests the best in us
(If you) Hoe the whole row, the holes will hold the hulled husks
What comes from cold comfort? Bitter crumbs from brittle crusts

I had a cry, but afterward
I found that I was undeterred
Now that I could speak, she'd see
I am the man I used to be

I pressed the screen, the call transferred
She said hello, I sputtered and slurred
She laughed aloud and said with glee
"You're such a comic oddity."

She hung up the phone and the marbles in my mouth
Melted away and the words came flowing out

CHORUS

Though I'm glad to see it go
I'm sorry to discover
The girl and the impediment:
I can't have one without the other

CHORUS

Cold Comfort
By Ross Durand

There lies a bad guy, spent his life on the run
But he never got away from the things that he'd done
And in the end they shot him down, you know, to even the score
His dyin' words, he said, "At least I ain't runnin' no more."

The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort
As it folds him in for his rest in peace
And it takes him away from his worldly worries, right or wrong
The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort when he's gone

Here lies an old man after life all alone
Cold in the heart, cold to the bone
Pushed people away, we never knew what for
As he died he thought, "At least I won't be lonely no more."

The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort
As it folds him in for his rest in peace
And it takes him away from his worldly worries, right or wrong
The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort when he's gone

There lies Mrs. Mary, messed around in Mississippi
And she mighta missed the merry misses sippin' their tea
But she messed with Mrs.' mister
And she missed the Mrs.' muster
Mrs. Mary went a missin' in the mighty Mississippi

And there lies me, and there lies you
Will we die needin' comfort for the things that we do
Cause I ain't got no idea what death has in store
Just hope I don't die happy I ain't livin' no more

The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort
As it folds us in for our rest in peace
And it takes us away from our worldly worries, right or wrong
The dirt six feet down will bring a cold cold comfort when we're gone

DJ RANGER DEN

You're a tounge twister aren't you?
You insist I understand you.
I wonder at your innuendo -
imaginary double entendre 
rapping at the window.

You go away awhile, I wonder why
I suffocate under your alibi
I assume you think I don't see
your surreptitious attempts to psych me!

CHORUS
You see, I think you think you're doing the right thing;
slow down, turn around - 
you're thinking things should stay
the same-old-same way
you thinking I can't take the heat
only gives me 
cold comfort        
'cuz you underestimate me
and that's only cold comfort -
you'll only know it when you miss me

You want it all in a lockbox!
you withdraw quick while I play mental hopscotch
You ever wonder how we got here? -
time's tick tocking off half cocked just like a stop watch
so you sum up why you think I cry -
throw blame not name this well worn meme, dig deep through history to the scene of our crimes...
misogynistic anthropology

CHORUS

If I could sail so slowly someplace 
(toy boats........)

You're a tongue twister aren't you?
I'm pretending that I'm proving what I planned to,
a little panic accompaniying my attitude 
- but you can always overlook this ... if you want to

CHORUS

(take it to the top of the town)
-DJ