"Wooden Nickels" lyrics - EELS

Went down by the old courthouse
Stumbling through the streets
Had to get out of the house
Had to use my feet

And you may not think much of me now
But I think so damn much
Of you

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party is over, you're on your own

Trash truck coming up the road
Picking up the trash
Riding to a better place
Hoping we don't crash

Thinking of things after now
I never would have guessed it
This way

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
When the party is over, you're on your own

And you may not think much of me now
But I think so damn much
Of you

Don't take any wooden nickels
When you sell your soul
A devil of a time awaits you
Now the party is over, I'm on my own

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