Christenings

I met you in a record store You had slept in the clothes you wore But I knew I'd seen you somewhere before What happened to your guitar? And what happened to the prettiest star? Can you still play the songs that got you so far? Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter How low have you got to go before you're through High times, a butler in the morning All your memories are coming out of your shoes Black dog, sitting in the park Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own Shoplifting, getting your essentials Gate crashing, christenings and funerals... And weddings too I used to see you all the time on MTV Read your life story in a magazine I guess you thought that's the way it'll always be But I believe in you 'Cause I think that you'd want me to Though I never really liked your songs, its true Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter How low have you got to go before you're through High times, a butler in the morning All your memories are coming out of your shoes Black dog, sitting in the park Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own Shoplifting, getting your essentials Gate crashing, christenings and funerals... And weddings too Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter How low have you got to go before you're through High times, a butler in the morning All your memories are coming out of your shoes Black dog, sitting in the park Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own Shoplifting, getting your essentials Gate crashing, christenings and funerals... And weddings too --- Christenings - Blackfield