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Lovers - Take Good Care

From the album Sleep In Heat, a 2007 album by indie queer rock band Lovers. "..the concept of “An Army of Lovers” is attributable to Plato in ancient greek times. the phrase “an army of lovers cannot fail” was adopted by activists in the early gay and women’s liberation movements and used widely, and Rita Mae Brown popularized “an army of lovers shall not fail” in her poem Sappho’s reply in the early 1970s." Please note that I do not own the rights nor properties to either Sleep In Heat nor the band Lovers. Please do not copyright bomb me. Strictly for public archival sake. Sleep In Heat - Lovers can be purchased here:https://www.amazon.com/Sleep-Heat-Lov... Lyrics: I'm leaving this city before i'm frozen, before i'm stuck here right in place. the highway may be strewn with sin, but it's proven again and again: it's the only way i'm saved. oh, chicago, you're as cold as the heart of the candidate the night of the inauguration. and like him, i don't expect you'll ever understand my situation. i know, like him, your heart don't break. 'cause he grins as he's promising the mess he's gonna make. and then he offers you a handshake, saying, "no blood on my hands today." but when he grins, you see it's his teeth that are blood-stained You told me once you were complicated, but i never knew with you what to believe. you said you never give your tricks away for nothing and you always keep something up your sleeve. you say, "this circus has three rings and nobody gets in for free." Now your pretty eyes, don't blink or i've got nothing to look for. your pretty hands, don't put 'em in your pockets or i've got nothing to reach for. your pretty lips, don't turn away. don't pretend you've got nothing to say See, mama, she was a poet, and at night she'd recite her best verse. but she said, "crumple this when i go and throw it from the window of my speeding hearse." i had it bad but you have it worse. i had it bad and you have it worse. and she said, "go out now. go out now to the streets, girl. you go out there, now. you write your own life story. and you alone decide if it's gonna be a magazine or poetry." And your pretty eyes, don't blink or i've got nothing to look for. your pretty hands, don't hide 'em in your pockets or i've got nothing to reach for. your pretty lips, don't turn away. don't pretend you've got nothing to say. you've got a lot to say. you've got a lot to say. you've got a lot to say And i wish, always, that i could thank you, but i guess i just don't know how. 'cause you said the best thing i could do for you is to take good care of myself And you became a ghost before you wanted and my heart is the home you've haunted. and every time i hear the sirens sing, i feel footsteps inside of me. like your heart beating, like my heart beating, like your heart beating