"Shakespeare In A Nutshell" lyrics
"Shakespeare In A Nutshell"
Love is a not a contest
It's a battle of wills
William Shakespeare in a nutshell
The Globe Theatre is burning still
I don't wanna die in the moonlight
High upon this hill
It's not a hill I wanna die on
Safe in the duck blind, I still couldn't kill
Even though I was hidden
Even though I was freezin'
Even though I was secret
Like whispering "I love you" to a platinum non-blonde
Who wasn't real
Death is in a bombshell
It isn't if, it's only when
Posies in my pockets
While I run in circles with my friends
All around these cities singing songs to pacifists
Saying sorry that my autograph is messy
Looks counterfeit
I have no one to depend on
Gentile or Jew
If I was forced to make an exception
Well, I guess that would be you
God is just a concept, a square in a circle hole
Made me a dog, threw a chewed up frisbee
You want me to fetch but I wouldn't go
Notre Dame is on fire, just like my tiki drink
Guy Fawkes wasn't a hero
He was a mascot acting like a king
You do what you can
Or you do what you can't
There's no fun, we can run from Monopoly or Clue
Mrs. Peacock in the study with the candlestick
Baby, tell me it wasn't you
Writer(s): Conor Oberst
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- Bright Eyes Lyrics
It Always Feels Good And It Never Hurts
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