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so songs about junkies, a dlowlifes, and adult situations, and th ebleak satisfaction drugs give in a world of never ending hurt and pain are "adult contemporary?"
come on. that is pathetic! Morphine wrote fabulous songs, with saxophone licks played through a wah-wah making it sound like guitar leads from hell, and all the fucking depth that 40 years of living and 20 years of playing music can give a human being.
I fucking love them, and yes, it took me about 20 listens to CURE FOR PAIN for me to realize I loved it. their production is more like jazz than rock and it took me a while to get used to it.
Cure for Pain
Where is the ritual
And tell me where where is the taste
Where is the sacrifice
And tell me where where is the faith
Someday there'll be a cure for pain
That's the day I throw my drugs away
When they find a cure for pain
Where is the cave
Where the wise woman went
And tell me where
Where's all that money that I spent
I propose a toast to my self control
You see it crawling helpless on the floor
Someday there'll be a cure for pain
That's the day I throw my drugs away
When they find a cure for pain (x2)
When they find a cure find a cure for pain
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