Christenings Lyrics - Nyc: Live In New York City - Blackfield

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