The Dangling Participles

Lyrics

Everybody’s got their vices,
Lord only knows I’ve got mine.
Some wear them proudly, wave them around
And pretend that everything’s fine.

No, no, not me. I try to bury
Every hint of my vice deep inside.
And if not for the grace of others,
I’d have been swallowed up by my pride.

But there’s a place I go, where I feel at home,
Where the music soothes my soul.
This band of misfit angels keeps lookin’ after me.
It ain’t a church, but it’s church enough for me, for me, for me...
Church enough for me.

Everybody’s got their vices,
Lord only knows I’ve got mine.
When work weighs heavy, deadlines loom,
I hole up, become paralyzed.

Yes, yes, it’s true, and no, it’s never been about you.
I withdraw from the world. I just hide.
And if not for the grace of others,
My friendships, one by one, would’ve died.

But there’s some folks I know, wIth whom I feel at home,
And their music soothes my soul.
This band of misfit angels keeps lookin’ after me.
We ain’t a church, but we’re church enough for me, for me, for me...
Church enough for me.

Everyone here knows the music
Everyone here has paid their dues.
Everyone understands harmony,
And everyone here has known the blues.
Everyone’s composing, no one needs transposing.
No one needs reminding of their cues
Everyone wants to sing harmony
And no one lets you get stuck in the blues.
No one lets you get stuck in the blues.

Everybody’s got their vices,
Lord only knows I’ve got mine.
Now, I must return the grace of others
Lord only knows, it’s ‘bout time.

Everyone here knows the music
Everyone here has paid their dues.
Everyone understands harmony,
And everyone here has known the blues.
Everyone’s composing, no one needs transposing.
No one needs reminding of their cues
Everyone wants to sing harmony
And no one lets you get stuck in the blues.
No one lets you get stuck in the blues.